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The Horseshoe Bay Country Club was closed for five days due to a snowstorm that was fast approaching the community of Marble Falls.
Only one day after Jordan McGuire closed the facility he was returning to his apartment from the home of Ariella Russell, his betrothed wife, and saw smoke coming out of one of the chimneys.
Jordan drove his ‘57 'Vette down the hill after crossing the Colorado River and stopped at the front door of the clubhouse at the end of the eighteenth fairway. There was no reason there should be any smoke coming from the chimney. He went inside to investigate.
After hearing a loud noise from upstairs, he backed into the shadows at the base of the stairwell and noticed the sister of his betrothed wife, Megan Russell, rushing down the stairs. Unknown to all, Megan and Jordan were secretly in love with each other.
The brightness of the full moon shone through the windows and reflected off the tears of the young woman as she raced out the door. Jordan listened and heard a key turn in the lock. He was frightened by what he saw and wasted no time racing upstairs. It was there where he found Ariella Russell lying dead on a sofa near the fireplace. Numerous pillows covered her body.
She appeared to have been poisoned, but purple blotches found on her neck slowly turned black showing that she had been strangled to death.
Since the case involved Ariella Russell, a leading socialite of Marble Falls and Jordan McGuire, the President of Horseshoe Bay Country Club, the DA and County Coroner, a would-be detective, got became involved in the case. Soon they found that they were over their heads in whodunnit. They called in a famed veteran detective from Dallas, Texas, Vince James Gideon.
Follow the clues of the missing bottles of Remy Martin Louis XIII from the clubhouse vault. Or, the missing diamond engagement ring… or flour prints on a wide brim hat… or, who was driving the Porsche 917 or the '72 Lemans Convertible from the Russell estate late at night. This first book in the Whodunnit Series will kick start Sidney St. James’ mystery and intrigue series.
