The Further Investigations of Joanne Kilbourn (87 page)

“Are we ready, Wayne?” she asked.

“Ready as we’ll ever be,” he said. The tombstone was covered with a beach towel. “I hope you don’t think this is in bad taste,” he pointed to the towel. “I should have thought ahead, found something appropriate. But I like the idea of an unveiling.”

“I do too,” Hilda said. “It gives the moment a sense of importance.”

“Okay,” Wayne J. said. “Here goes.” He grabbed the corner of the towel between his thumb and forefinger. “This is a present from Tina and from all of us at Culhane House. Hilda chose the words. They’re from Proverbs.” He flicked aside the towel to reveal a creamy marble headstone. On it were chiselled Justine’s full name and a simple inscription:
THE MEMORY OF THE JUST IS BLESSED
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Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright

Contents

A Colder Kind of Death

A Killing Spring

Verdict in Blood