Carrie Padgett

It is a truth universally acknowledged that an ill-tempered man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of killing.
Jane Austen probably never had to deal with a corpse! Antonia Burns stared at the purple, dead face of Eustace Perrin. Antonia had often fancied a parallel between her life and Austen’s Pride & Prejudice heroine Elizabeth Bennett–until this night. She’d left Eustace on the patio of Fresno’s Fig Garden Swim and Racquet Club for ten minutes, maybe twelve. Fifteen at the most.