Christa Nardi – Murder at Cold Creek College

This week my guest author is, Christa Nardi

Christa Nardi is and always has been an avid reader.  Her favorite authors have shifted from Carolyn Keene and Earl Stanley Gardner to more contemporary mystery/crime authors over time, but mystery/crime along with romance are her preferred choices for leisure reading.  Christa also has been a long time writer from poetry and short stories growing up to technical, research, and nonfiction in her professional life.  With Murder at Cold Creek College, Christa is joining many other reader/writers in writing one genre she enjoys reading – the cozy mystery.  Christa Nardi is a pen name for a real life professor/psychologist from the Northeast with those attributes.

Murder at Cold Creek College

Sheridan Hendley is a professor and psychologist, not a sleuth.  As the person in charge of dealing with crises on campus, however, she doesn’t have much choice about being pulled in when her colleague is murdered.  Immediately, her good friend becomes the prime suspect and Sheridan is motivated to help solve the case and prove Kim isn’t guilty.  Her curiosity and logical mind, along with her love of mysteries have her putting pieces together to solve the puzzle.  In fact, as Sheridan tries to connect all the people in Adam’s life, she finds that many women have a motive for Adam’s murder.  Slashed tires are the first indication that Sheridan’s involvement is obviously making someone nervous.

Here is an excerpt: 

To change the subject, Mitch asked, “So, Max, who do you think killed Adam?”

“I can’t believe what people are saying about him! He was apparently having affairs with several women, not to mention Kim Pennzel! And Katie was married to him! I think they all found out about him, and they banded together and beat him to death. Then they arranged for alibis, using each other. That’s probably why they still haven’t released the body. They’re trying to figure out how many people were involved. Do you think they castrated him?” he asked, very serious and wincing a bit at his last thought.

Mitch did his best not to laugh. “That is a theory I hadn’t heard. You don’t think just one of those women could have killed him? I mean, how would this whole band of women not be noticed by anyone else at the rec center?”

Max continued, “Because one of the staff at the rec center was the inside person, and let them all in ahead of time, and then snuck them out. And there wouldn’t be any blood evidence on any of them because they could shower. Yup, that’s what I think happened. And if he was diddling all these women, well, he deserved it.”  Max nodded his head emphatically as he explained his theory.

Mitch was too busy trying not to burst out laughing, so I asked, “Max, did you share this theory with Detective McMann or Officer Hirsch?”

“That detective – I don’t know what you keep telling him, Sheridan, but he keeps coming after me. I don’t really care that Adam was whoring around. I think it’s downright gross. And I didn’t tell Officer Hirsch anything,” Max responded emphatically.

Recovered somewhat, Mitch suggested, “But Max, the detective may not have come up with your theory. Don’t you think you should share your theory with him, you know, help the investigation?” Mitch’s eyes were twinkling and he was still having a hard time not laughing outright, but Max was oblivious.

“Hmm. No, I want to stay far away from him. Sheridan can tell him. He gets information from her you know. He can take it from there if he wants to solve this murder. I already shared it with the police chief. That’s why I couldn’t be bothered talking to Hirsch,” he answered and walked away.

Mitch signaled to close the door. Once it was closed, we both had a good laugh. It was kind of scary that Max had already shared his conspiracy theory with the police chief. Scarier still was that Chief Pfeiffe might believe it. We got more serious and pondered Max’s complete lack of feeling or empathy for anyone else. Being a psychologist, it was always tempting to assign diagnoses to people we met or worked with, at least amongst friends. After a while, we ran out of profound thoughts on Max’s behavior and Mitch went back to his office. I went back to work.

Christa Reads and Writes (christanardi.blogspot.com)

email: cccnardi@gmail.com

https://www.facebook.com/ChristaNardi

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7257539.Christa_Nardi 

 Purchase Link   Amazon :  http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00FQ748GO

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About Evelyn Cullet

I write mystery romance and romantic suspense novels. I'm an avid organic gardener, and I play the piano. I have a spoiled Black Lab mix., Bailey, whom I adore. Visit my blog every Monday to discover new authors and their novels at: http://evelyncullet.com/blog/
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