by Janet Dawson
“I have to hand it to you . . . This one is a stinker.”
In this Shamus-nominated short story, private investigator Jeri Howard sorts out a stinker of a case.
A husband and wife are dead – looks like murder-suicide. Who gets the insurance money?
It all depends on who died first. But the law prevents a killer or a killer’s heirs from collecting on the crime.