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Solving a murder might raise her spirits. But will it spring her spectral friend from Purgatory?
Wheeler-Dealer Ghost & Camper Kooky Mystery
by Rita Moreau
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Wheeler-Dealer Ghost & Camper Kooky Mystery
Paranormal Cozy Mystery
1st in Series
Independently published (April 1, 2021)
Paperback: 332 pages
Mabel Gold still isn’t sure what happened. Traded by her husband for a busty bimbo the same age as their youngest daughter, the feisty sixty-something rejects the retirement community and heads west in a vintage camper. But the RV comes complete with a ghost who needs a good deed to get into Heaven, and cracking open a homicide at their first stop in Savannah could give them both a new lease on life.
Determined to dig up the dirt on the dead wheeler-dealer, Mabel and her phantom companion tackle the crime. But with two rich dudes from Dubai, a Willie Nelson lookalike mobster, and a widow nicknamed The Barracuda all on the suspect list, conjuring up the truth could take a real live miracle.
Can Mabel catch the killer before she’s the next soul crashing the Pearly Gates?
Wheeler-Dealer is the high-spirited first book in the hilarious Ghost & the Camper kooky mystery series. If you like golden-girl sleuths, zany characters, and sardonic humor, then you’ll love Rita Moreau’s witty whodunit.
“This isn’t a coincidence. I’ve been dead a long time, and you are the first person who has been able to see me and talk to me. There has to be a reason.”
I thought about this, “When I was a kid, I could see dead people, but when I got older, that went away.”
“Sometimes, small children do have that ability, Mabel. I stay away from them. Don’t want to scare them or worse, become their imaginary friends. Too much work. I’m not a nanny.”
“So, what are you?”
“You mean who was I? The name’s Irma and I was a hooker in Las Vegas. First, I was a showgirl and then got into hooking, as we girls called it back then. You sort of fell into it by happenstance, and then you were hooked, hence the name hooker.”
She looked at me with emerald green eyes that looked all the way back to a prior life.
“Anyway, I was real young when I got pregnant. I discovered it when I was in jail on trumped-up charges. I called my sister, Betsy, and we agreed that it’d be best if she took the baby. So, she and her husband adopted him. They already had a houseful of kids. One more was no big deal. I was able to watch him grow up from afar. We never met. After all, I was a hooker, and eventually, I became a madame of my own cat house. Well, mine and the mob’s. They don’t let you alone. I did business with them just like your ex.”
“I know everything about the owners of my camper. You buy the camper and along comes your baggage.”
I watched as Irma got up and slid across the terrazzo floor. She stood there, staring at the ocean. I was getting pretty close to calling Meg and was just about to dial her when Irma turned around and floated right in front of me with her hands on her hips.
“I wouldn’t do that, Mabel. They’ll put you in the old farts’ home. Trust me on that.” She stuck her pointer finger really close to my nose.
“Please tell me you cannot read my mind or worse, you can see the future?”
Looking at the ghostly finger right under my nose, it looked as real as mine. The more she talked, the more human she looked, but I knew she was a ghost because she was dressed like I used to in the 1980s and with that really big hair.
“No, I can’t see the future or read your mind, thank the big guy up there.”
She pointed upwards as she sat back down in my chair. I took another sip of my drink, and I leaned closer to her.
“Look, Irma, why don’t you cut to the chase before I fall asleep in this chair. What are you doing here? What is this, Beetlejuice?”
“You do love movies, don’t you?”
“Yeah, sort of.”
“Well, I’m stuck in purgatory. My last deed on earth got me into purgatory. It could have been worse. You see, I took a bullet for my son.”
Irma placed her hand gingerly on the front of her large chest, near her heart.
“Geez, that sucker did hurt.”
“You did? What did you do, step in front of him?”
“Yeah, something like that. My son’s name is Walt. He became a detective. One of my girls overheard some made men planning a hit on him. I had put out the word that if they ever heard anything about Walt, they were to come to me. They didn’t know he was my kid. For that matter, Walt didn’t even know. I kept an eye out for him.”
“So, you never got to see him growing up.”
“I watched him from afar. I told my sister it would be for the best. So, in a way I did see him grow up and like I said I kept an eye out for him. I grabbed my white mink and stuffed my Glock into my pocket and rushed over to the campground where Walt was living.”
“I waited outside and when the guy showed up—his name was Luca—I watched as he broke in. I snuck up to the window. I could see him holding a gun on Walt. I knew he was going to kill him. I held my gun up to the window, and that was when Walt saw me. He was standing at the back of the camper, and Luca was standing by the dinette and had him blocked. Walt didn’t flinch, but Luca must have caught something in his eyes because he turned around and saw me standing at the window with my gun pointed right at him. I got off a shot. Unfortunately, so did he.”
“Next thing I know I’m on the ground. Then Walt was kneeling down and holding me in his arms. Only when I saw him look at his hand did I realize I was bleeding. I grabbed on to his finger and held tight. I remembered the night he was born. They let me hold him for a just minute. He grabbed my finger. It was so tiny but strong. He wiped away a tear rolling down my cheek. Of course, he didn’t know who I was. But for a moment he was looking at me like he recognized something.”
“Did he say anything?”
“He kept saying, ‘Ma’am, I called for back-up. You hold on now. You saved my life and I want to thank you properly. You hear me, ma’am. Hold on.”
“I did hold on very tight to his finger. Then when I felt the last ounce of life leaving me, I said, ‘Mom. Call me Mom.”
I got up to get a cocktail napkin to blow my nose and wipe away a tear.
“So, to make a long story short, I haunt this camper. Walt moved out the day after I died and the day he found out I was his mother. Betsy sat down with him and told him. He came to my funeral with the first of my future daughters-in-law.”
She brushed what looked like a tear rolling down her cheek.
“You know what he said when he came up to my coffin? ‘Mom, I wish I’d had a chance to get to know you.’ It touched my heart.”
Reflecting on her life, I saw the ghostly tear evaporate. I guess we had bonded as mothers who have held a tiny finger do.
About Rita Moreau
Rita Moreau is the author of the Mary Catherine Mahoney Mystery series and the Ghost & Camper Kooky Mystery series.
A workaholic by nature, upon retirement, Rita Moreau began work on her bucket list, writing a book. Traveling the national parks with her husband George in a vintage Bluebird motor home, (on George’s list), Rita completed her first novel Bribing Saint Anthony. Back home she completed Nuns! Psychics! & Gypsies! OH! NO, Feisty Nuns and The Russian & Aunt Sophia and The House on Xenia. Last year when we entered the Twilight Zone Rita wrote the first two new novels in the Ghost & the Camper series.
Rita and her husband live in a postcard called Florida where he has fun telling everyone he is the author’s husband. When not writing she joins PatZi Gil on the Joy on Paper radio program with Book Buzz Mysteries, or you can find her teaching SilverSneakers fitness classes and doing her best to keep busy. She loves connecting with readers. Visit her at www.RitaMoreau.com or find her on Facebook at facebook.com/RitaMoreauAuthor. She would love to hear from you.
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