A Howard Watson Intrigue - The Scheduler glimpse


Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

The one-room church in the woods was adorned better than planned. The shimmering twinkling lights hanging from the ceiling hung almost low enough for people to touch. The place of worship never looked so beautiful; its unbelievably improved appearance catching everybody off guard. The atmosphere felt electric.

Allen Knox snuck a peek down the aisle at his beautiful bride-to-be as her father guided her carefully up the aisle. Knox glanced over at Howard Watson, his best man, and smiled uncontrollably.

Janet Forrestal felt the smile and not to appear looking like a Cheshire cat, stroked her white satin wedding gown with the pale yellow flowers. When she reached the altar Knox took her hand. The smiles were infectious. A few moments later red spots appeared on Janet's dress which made her suddenly realize her groom had red stains on his chest.

Janet screamed.

Howard grabbed Knox and shouted "No, Knox, no! Someone call 9-1-1..now!"

The SCHEDULER
(A Howard Watson Intrigue)
coming June 2020

This time it's personal


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