by Ritter Ames
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What critics are saying about
Ritter Ames's Organized Mysteries:
"Organized for Murder is a very enjoyable first in a new series. Ritter Ames really hit it out the park with this debut, and with her organizational tips included (throughout the book and at the end), I know this is one book I will be hanging onto. If you haven’t discovered this series yet, I highly recommend picking it up."
~ Cozy Mystery Book Reviews
"Ritter Ames keeps ratcheting the suspense until I started skipping sentences just to find out who murdered Amelia and another woman. It was thoroughly enjoyable with well-developed, 3-dimensional characters."
~ BookTalk with Eileen
"If you enjoy cozy type mysteries, I think you'll enjoy this light fast read."
~ Murder Most Cozy
"The characters are well written and stay true to who they are from the beginning to end of the book, and they feel real as if you could meet the in real life."
~ Hiding from My Kids
"Organized for Murder by Ritter Ames is the first in a new cozy mystery series, Organized Mysteries. This is a quality cozy mystery. The story is well-written and the mystery kept me guessing. This is a great start to a new series, and one I am looking forward to revisiting. Great characters, fantastic writing, and a clever mystery all combine to make a really wonderful book."
~ Brooke Blogs
"I am a huge lover of cozy mysteries, and this by far is one of my favorites. I loved the premise of the main character Kate being an organizer and I loved all the organizational tips that I picked up throughout the story."
~ Doctor’s Notes
"The plot was well paced and I enjoyed the way Kate followed the clues in a very organized fashion. The author added some great twists, I was surprised by the actual murderer. I enjoyed all the organizational tips that started each chapter. Several will be introduced into my own household."
~ Escape with Dollycas into a Good Book
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ORGANIZED FOR HOMICIDE
by
RITTER AMES
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Copyright © 2014 by Ritter Ames
Cover design by Lyndsey Lewellen
Gemma Halliday Publishing
http://www.gemmahallidaypublishing.com
All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of both the copyright owner and the above publisher of this book.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CONTEST
APPENDIX
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
BOOKS BY RITTER AMES
SNEAK PEEK
To my fabulous street team. Every author needs a group watching her back, and I have the absolute best!
Author Acknowledgements:
If you've admired my book covers, I've been lucky enough to always have had designer Lyndsey Lewellen working her magic for me. They say you can't judge a book by its cover, but people do it every day. I appreciate that Lyndsey Lewellen and my publisher, Gemma Halliday, always come through with covers I judge to be the best around!
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Kate McKenzie's 10 Steps to an Organized Move
A move doesn't have to be a time of stress and chaos. With a little planning and follow-through, a family can move anywhere and find everything they need once they arrive. All it takes is following these steps.
1) Use a List—Don't try to remember everything that must be done.
2) Sort Well and Say Goodbye—Don't move what won't be needed.
3) Say "Yes" to Help—If friends or family offer help at either end of the move, jump at the offer.
4) Start Early—The sooner packing gets started, the less stress in those last days.
5) Work with Good Tools—Assorted sized boxes give better packing options, and all should have lids or can be taped closed.
6) Rooms Need Distinction—Pack each room separately.
7) A's Get Priority—If it must be unpacked right away, label the box with a big "A."
8) Survival Kit—For that first night in the new home, have the things needed to get through until morning.
9) Plan to Succeed—For a smoother unpacking job, sit down as a family and discuss unpacking plans.
10) Keep Stress at Bay—Right away, build a retreat in the new house by getting one room set up and free of boxes.
See the more comprehensive version of this 10-Step plan in the Appendix at the end of this book.
CHAPTER ONE
Tip for Packing Tableware
Instead of wrapping each plate in newspaper, alternate each one in the packing box with a foam disposable plate. This not only makes packing much faster and easier, but offers more cushion for the fragile dishes during transport. Then you can use that newspaper to pack around the sides of the plates so the empty spaces in the box are filled and nothing slides around.
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"Here's the view I mentioned earlier." Kate McKenzie pushed back the master bedroom's heavy cobalt drapes and threw open the French doors, leading her neighbor and sometimes employee, Meg Berman, to the balcony view at the back of the house. Kate moved across custom tile and made a sweeping motion above the artisan railing to encompass the one-eighty-degree landscape beyond the almost alpine, three-story luxury home. The owner, Blaine Collier, a divorced father of three, had contracted with Kate's organizational business, Stacked in Your Favor, to coordinate the family's move from southwestern Vermont to the California West Coast. She breathed deeply and savored the fresh, earthy-leaved smell that rode in the brisk air. "Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?"
The sky was a perfect robin's egg hue above the lush panorama that included the nearby Prospect Mountain ski area, and from this height the edge of Green Mountain National Forest peeked through in the distance. The landscape was peppered with both hard and soft woods, and Kate noted the different greens that dotted the landscape, from sturdy hemlock and balsam trees, to the lovely planes of white pine. She let out an involuntary sigh as the palette unfolded around the house and balcony.
A whiff of wood smoke drifted from a neighbor's chimney. Well, chimneys plural. Hammered copper chimneys. The few homes in this exclusive neighborhood were executive models, almost anomalies in the rugged state, and each sported multiple
fireplaces. Kate counted smoke fingers rising from two chimneys in the luxury contemporary about six hundred feet away, all glass and metal that looked ready to relocate into the Hollywood Hills or the Swiss Alps. Almost a direct contrast with the warm, wooden peaks and balconies of the Colliers' contemporary home. These were the only two homes in the housing development that were not Tudor or overgrown cottage-styled, and she wondered whether the Malibu home Blaine Collier already purchased was similar to either structure.
"It really is lovely," Meg replied, stepping to the end of the terrace and rubbing her palms along the top of the railing. "Makes you wonder why Collier would give this up, and move his family clear across the country."
Kate laughed, clasping her project notebook closer to her chest so she could rub her arms and offset the chill of the late May morning. Her sea foam green polo shirt, with its embroidered logo for Stacked in Your Favor, was great for business. It had taken some searching to find a color and look both women liked and wanted to work in, and the light green flattered both Kate's blonde complexion and Meg's red hair. But even after braving her first Vermont winter, she still wasn't acclimated for short sleeves in the lower-than-she-was-used-to brisk temps. "Oh, I don't know. It's an amazing view, and this balcony alone is probably worth buying the home, but I might be persuaded to trade it for a luxury beach house."
Meg snorted. "Trade picture perfect changing seasons for endless sunny days, and the risk of mudslides when it rains. Not to mention earthquakes. Naw, I don't see what Malibu has to offer."
A bright sunbeam cut through the trees, and Kate stepped into the brightness and sighed. Having lived with her own native Vermonter for ten years, husband Keith, she had begun to think he and everyone from his home state were born with flannel-wrapped veins. Not her, definitely not her. "A little more warmth comes to mind."
"They'll be bored in six months and wishing they were back here." Meg nodded as she spoke. "His ex-wife is staying here in Hazelton, right? And the older daughter."
"Right." Kate opened her notebook and set it on a wrought iron and majolica- style tiled table. She could get used to this view, this kind of extravagance. But when she'd met Lila Collier the day before, to go over the items getting moved to the ex-wife's new two-bedroom condo, the house hadn't really seemed like "home sweet home" as much as "a house divided."
Lila had rubbed the back of her neck as she talked, radiating frustration and more than a little anger, despite the fact that the divorce was already finalized. "It looks nice, sure. But something like this can take over. You start fighting about bills and mortgages, and even someplace nice starts looking like a dungeon."
In spite of Lila's words, Kate couldn't imagine a less dungeon-like home. She told Meg about the encounter then added, "It's amazing how the breakup colored the woman's ideas about the place. I've already fallen in love with it, and I'm not even looking for a new house. With its cedar closets, huge great room with vaulted ceilings and skylights, gourmet kitchen, carpeting with pad so deep my feet disappear, and custom wood accents everywhere, it's one of the most welcoming homes I've ever walked through."
"Not to mention the outside amenities," Meg said, then pointed over the side to the wide stone patio running the length of the back wall. "Can you imagine the barbeques we could have down there all summer?"
Kate flipped pages in her notebook. Each section was color coded, and every person in the family had his or her own individual color. Flipping to the calendar, she checked off the note for the change-of-address cards and the self-inking stamp she'd picked up at the office supply store on her way over that morning. Change-of-address notices had been sent weeks before, both by mail and via website services, but she wanted quick and easy cards for her client to use if new needs arose after the move.
For color designations, the father and son were coded to black and blue, respectively, and the daughters, older and younger, as green and pink. The mother's things had been removed months before. "Lila asked for a couple of paintings and a rug Collier isn't planning to take with them. He hasn't decided yet, but anything left over can go when the movers take Sydney's things."
"She's the older daughter, right?"
"Yes, and she's staying here to finish high school." Kate chewed her lip. There had been a tension the last time she'd talked to her client, and she thought she'd picked up the vibe Collier might be having second thoughts about splitting up his kids. Not that it was any of her business, but…
Meg interrupted Kate's thoughts, asking, "Is her stuff going ahead of the big move?"
"No, the transport company has subcontracted the smaller part of the job out to an area firm. The local truck will take everything to the mother's condo the same day as the big move."
"So, they hug goodbye here, and Sydney doesn't see her siblings until summer break."
"Thanksgiving, not summer. Lila said Sydney was picked for some great pre-Olympic program in Boston. Has a world-class coach signed on to train her and everything. She'll be spending the summer figure skating on the indoor ice rink and learning strategy to reach Olympic potential."
"Ouch. Goodbye family, then goodbye everyone. She's okay with that?"
Kate sighed. "Who? Mother or daughter?"
"Both, I think."
There was no good answer to Meg's question—or any of the others that floated around the issue. She'd met the teen a few days ago, and Kate had felt an immediate connection. The young woman's story was too close to Kate's own, with a parent wrapped up in environmental issues, and responsibly raising herself and finding her own way in life. Sydney at least had siblings and a father who lived the corporate life, but too many things the teen said told Kate the mother was a huge concern to her. Like when she said, "Dad doesn't need me in Malibu. He'll have lots of help for Dara and Dustin. But Mom tries not to rely on anyone, and she needs to have someone around to watch her back. And make sure she eats."
The comment touched too many memories for Kate, and she knew she was already getting too personally invested in this job. But thoughts like that one made her believe it really would be better for the teen to move first, give everyone a small transition ahead of the big break, and offer the older daughter a little time alone with her mother before leaving next month for her own temporary move. Sydney had too many changes ahead to feel obligated for her mother's well-being, too.
Lila had even suggested something along those lines in the earlier meeting Blaine Collier had arranged so Kate could scope out the project. As expected, however, his autocratic personality immediately cut off the discussion. He interrupted and said, "I'm still not completely on board with Sydney staying here at all. Don't even think about trying to separate her from her brother and sister before the move, Lila."
Kate rubbed her hand along the edge of her notebook, trying to erase the tense emotions she remembered from the three Colliers in those very different meetings. These people were hurt and still searching for a middle ground. She said, "This is their family business, Meg, not ours. We're just supposed to pack and make sure everything gets shipped in one piece. Send the California stuff with the movers and the stuff Lila gets to her condo in Bennington."
"I heard Collier tried to have her ruled unfit as a mother." Meg's face lost its soft lines and took on a stony expression. "Hard to believe a judge would let him have custody and move the kids three thousand miles away from their mother."
"Rumors only tell part of the story. These are family members who love one another, even if the parents can't stay together. No one can cause friction like family." Kate chewed her lip, her heart going out to the ex-wife she'd only met the one time, but whose sad and sordid soap opera script had been the fuel for every gossip maven in town. And as she feared, Meg was just getting started.
"Collier is a corporate guru who's used to winning. According to all the scuttlebutt, he gathered up any little thing in Lila's past that even hinted at instability or danger, really pushing how her strong stances on social issues make her fitness as a pare
nt register on the questionable side. It's so unfair, penalizing her for protecting rights and the environment and for sticking to her principles."
"I know but—"
"You aren't taking Collier's side in this, are you?" Meg stood with her fists on her hips, the stance that made Kate give her friend the Wonder Woman nickname.
"No, just…" Kate couldn't completely feel Meg's sympathy. Her own parents had been environmental activists whose actions had always kept their family life anything but steady. She agreed with Meg's point and believed no parent should be separated from her children without real cause but also recognized the risk of talking about the subject in this location. She needed to shut down the conversation. If anyone walked in and heard them, it could be her reputation. "We need to get started on today's tasks. Honestly, we'll talk about this later when we know more."
"Know more about what?" A voice asked from behind them.
Both women made tiny eek sounds and whirled. Kate's worst fears were realized. Lila Collier, ex-wife of her client and exactly the person they'd just been discussing, stood in the doorway. The woman's very erect posture made Kate worry their conversation had been overheard, but the deep vertical lines between Lila's eyebrows and the obvious shadows under her eyes spoke about worries far beyond gossip.
"I'm sorry—I didn't mean to scare anyone. I'm Lila Collier." The tall, trim, dark-haired beauty moved closer, cotton skirt swaying as she walked, and extended a multi-bangled hand toward Meg. She had a calm aura about her that seemed resigned and hopeful at the same time. Once again Kate marveled over the way opposites attracted. This time in the form of bohemian Lila and buttoned-down Blaine Collier,