Wedding Day Dead: A Murder on Maui Mystery

by Robert W. Stephens

  Foxx pointed at me.

  “There’s my perceptive guy,” he said.

  “Got it,” I said.

  “By the way, a letter came for you.”

  Foxx leaned over and picked up an envelope off the table in front of the sofa. He tossed me the letter. It spun in a circle and landed a few feet from me. Maui the dog raced to it and grabbed it in his mouth. He took off toward the bedroom.

  “Come on, dog,” I said.

  Foxx laughed.

  I followed the dog into my bedroom. He ran under the bed, so I couldn’t reach him. I left the room and got him a treat to lure him out. It worked, and I was able to retrieve the letter, now torn at the edges, while he chewed on the rawhide bone.

  I saw my name and address on the envelope. The return address listed the name of a prison. I opened it and saw it was from Daphne. There was only one sentence handwritten on the paper.

  He promised to marry me.