2 A Dyed Blonde and a Dead Body Read Online Free Page B

ninja, you can't be both, and I'm the one with the black belt.”
    “Well, you can wear it when I take you out to dinner tonight,” he shrugged. “I thought since we're postponing Sammy's birthday party, we could actually have dinner instead.”
    “Don't you have anything you need to do about Lydia?” she asked nervously.
    “Bekki,” he frowned, his playfulness abandoned. “There's nothing to investigate. We've notified her family.”
    “Her family?” Bekki asked with surprise. She had never really thought about Lydia having much family.
    “You see,” he said with an air of authority. “You don't know everything about Lydia. She has a past, just like the rest of us, and it probably wasn't very pleasant.”
    Bekki wanted to argue the point but he was right. She didn't actually know that much about Lydia. “So dinner?” he prompted her.
    “Sure,” she nodded, feeling a little distracted.
    “Meet me at Santini's around six?” he suggested. “I have some paperwork I have to file.”
    “I'll be there,” Bekki assured him, her mind still on Lydia.
    “So what was that name you were saying when I walked in?” he asked just as he was about to turn away.
    “Oh, it's nothing,” Bekki said swiftly. He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if she had given something away.
    “Dinner,” he reminded her and then leaned forward to kiss her gently on the cheek. Bekki savored the kiss and sighed as he pulled away.
    “We could always just look at the stars instead,” she smiled.
    “Uh uh, proper date, remember?” He winked and walked out of the salon.
    ***
    Bekki watched through the front window of the salon until she was certain that Nick was gone. Then she turned to the computer and opened up the internet. She did a web search for Julie Ann Brentwood. She didn't expect too much to come up, but right away the results flooded onto the screen. There were pictures of Julie in all kinds of fine gowns at some very exclusive events. She was nearly always on the arm of a man, Dan Brentwood. Until recently Dan had been a billionaire bachelor. He was on all kinds of top twenty hottest lists. Not only was he very handsome, but he seemed to be involved in quite a few charities. He had made his riches himself, running his own business. A few months back he had made a big splash in the media by marrying Julie Ann. Julie seemed to enjoy his money and his connections. She was always offering a smile to the cameras and keeping a possessive hand on Dan's arm.
    Bekki sat back in her chair as she studied the screen. None of this made anything clearer to her . Julie was apparently a very well off and practically famous person. But the pictures offered no explanation of what she might be doing in Harroway or what her connection with Lydia might be. Bekki did a few more searches on Julie but she could not find any information about her before she was with Dan. She couldn't even find the woman's maiden name, as if all evidence of it had been wiped away. With a sigh she closed the website and wondered if she had hit a dead end. How could she find out more information about Julie?
    She began to wonder just what shops she might be hitting during the afternoon. If she was staying in town, then there were a couple of little boutiques she could be visiting. If she was staying in town.
    "That's it!" Bekki snapped her fingers and smiled as she seized on an idea. All she had to do was figure out where Julie was staying, then she could have a look inside her room. Of course it seemed much more simple in her mind than it actually would be, but that did not stop her. Bekki looked around the salon and found a scarf that someone had left behind . It looked elegant enough to belong to someone like Julie. She flipped the sign on the salon door to read “Closed” and locked the door behind her. As she headed down the sidewalk that wound through the majority of the town square, she kept turning over in her mind the clues that she had already found. She