Gunpowder green

Tea for Two "Dixon was known for his philanthropy?" asked Theodosia. "And for being an all-around good guy," replied Detective Tidwell. He smiled at her, then helped himself to an almond scone. "Lovely," he muttered under his breath. He's not given me an ounce of useful information, thought Theodosia. She sighed. Conversations with Tidwell were always of the cat-and-mouse variety. "You realize," she began, "there is a long-standing feud between the Dixons and the Cantrells." She watched him as her words sank in. He gave her nothing. "The feud began back in the 1880s," she said. "The heads of the two families fought a duel to the death." "Mm hmmm." Tidwell took another bite from his pastry, but Theodosia knew she had his attention. She seized the moment. "Do you know much about antique pistols?" Excerpted from Gunpowder Green by Laura Childs All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.