Monroe was a scary, rogue secret agent/crook. But he hadn't shown his cubist face for months. Which was good. Except that his evil plans could be propagating unseen? Like fungal mycelia spreading under the forest leaf litter. But why would Monroe have the slightest interest in Andrew Bergeron, the grandfather of Gabriel Bergeron? Or in Aunt Flo's Bed & Breakfast? It was a puzzlement. And who were Ute Wetzig and Annika Graf really? Oh, he knew that they were two German-Americans from some place called Niederkr chten. They had appeared one day and bamboozled Aunt Flo into opening the B&B. But Aunt Flo seemed happy with all the "guests" who were littering the grounds of her Victorian home. Even Ezmeralda seemed not unhappy. It was a bafflement. And then three, long-lost second cousins showed up at the aforementioned B&B. Lydia, Camille, and Phillip Bergeron claimed to be the grandchildren of one Samuel Bergeron, the brother of Andrew. It seemed that he, Gabriel Bergeron, CPA, was the only one seized with unease, with dread, with dire foreboding. Everyone else was smiling and patting him on the head like a neurotic poodle. Well, they weren't, but they wanted to. It was...unnatural, and he determined to get to the bottom of it. And then he was utterly vindicated when the first body appeared. True, he had no idea as to the identity of the murderer. Or the motive. Or anything. After weeks and weeks of dedicated pestering of everybody even remotely involved. But still.
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