Excerpt: The Elvis Enigma
Chapter 1: Po-Po and the Pokey
Why were the police parked in front of my house?
Alex and I had just finished up a case, and neither of us was in a state of mind to be questioned. My best guess as I pulled into my driveway and parked was that Detective Ruiz was back with more questions about my murdered neighbor, Mrs. A. He’d been by a few days ago to ask several seemingly innocuous, you’re-only-a-witness-type questions. So far as the police knew, she’d died under suspicious circumstances. And as a part of the investigation into her death, Detective Ruiz had interviewed the condo residents who’d known her—including me.
Little did Detective Ruiz know exactly how suspicious Mrs. A’s death had been. The person responsible for killing Mrs. A was a vampire. A very d
