A Story of an old homestead that sold hospitality, until death bought her.
The grand old homestead was once a successful plantation, but those better days are long in the past. At the passing of the owner, his will is read and the four kids divvy up the property. Kate, Kitty, and Lee get a third each, but Jeff is cut off completely. Uncle Brock’s four heirs are all suspicious over their inheritance, and of each other.
The cops are still lingering to investigate the murder of the old man, uncle Brock. There’s a matter of stock certificates that are thought to be worthless, but are they? Are there any family secrets that linger, and could lead to more murders?
Skeletons emerge as Kitty and Katie get a little catty with each other. None of the kids are very nice characters and all have reason to commit murder: Jeff the drunk who has been cut out of the will, Kitty the returning synical gal from New York, Kate the long suffering care taker of the old gent, Lee the banker and handler of the old man’s investments.
Though the town sheriff seems soft boiled and like a kindly uncle, he also asks the pointed questions to get beneath the surface. With emotions and human nature fired up, he steps back and lets the killer show them self. Is there going to be a frame up?
Drama builds, and the odds are narrowed when another body shows up in the swamp. Plot twists serve to drive emotions into a fever pitch. Who did the killing? When the cops lay out all their clues, the killer is nabbed, and the whole story comes out.