Copyright © Nadine LaPierre 2010
Prohibition may be putting a real damper on the social drinking scene in early 1930’s America, but it’s
all swills and thrills in France. So what better way for American writers to relax and celebrate
their literary works than to have a grand old party at the very prestigious Fritz hotel in Paris.
Writers are a civilized bunch. So are rats. Yes, rats are actually quite ordered and civilized. You just
can’t turn your back on any of them is all. Especially when they’re walking around with a drink in
one hand and a revolver in the other.
“Protection, Dahling. You just never know when a huge rat is going
to come around the corner...even in the finest hotels.”
Why, someone killed a big, fat one this evening. Not that the poorly departed Mr. Raht’s literary
peers care very much–there are already too many writers out there competing for valuable shelf space.
Hotel management however, is very concerned. After all they do have a reputation to uphold. Therefore,
all exit doors have been locked, and the hotel’s chief security officer has gathered up everyone who had
motive, means, and opportunity.
Earnst Lemingway is quite irritated with the whole ordeal. He’s only tolerating it for the moment because
the banquet room he’s been corralled in has a bar. Hagatha Skitzy keeps rolling her eyes at this
American’s over-indulgence. The world-renowned British mystery writer would much prefer to look for
clues than to be considered a suspect herself.
Virgeena Wool isn’t much of a fan of either of them. She prefers more like-minded women, like her
friend and fellow writer, Gert Rude. Well, she’s not a fellow. But she could pass for one. According
to Sorority Mocker at least. Ms. Mocker has quite the wit, and never lets an opportunity to use it
pass her by.
With all these literary giants in one hotel, you’d think the press would be all over them, but the only
guest they seem to be interested in is Crayta Cargo. But this very reclusive actress has been walking
the halls in a head scarf and sunglasses saying she vants to be left alone. Is that why she refuses