All week long Berls and I have had the competitors for Murder at the Reinhart on our blogs. Now it’s time for the story introduction. Berls and I cowrote the story introduction and then we passed that story along to the authors who agreed to play along.
In the next three weeks you will get to vote on which story ending you liked best as you find out who the authors thought killed Mr. Reinhart. Meanwhile you will get an introduction to some great authors and maybe you will find some new favorites to put on your list. We will need your help voting!
Here on Books, Movies, Reviews. Oh my! is PART ONE of the story introduction. To finish the story intro go to Berls’s website Fantasy is More Fun! I hope you enjoy Murder at the Reinhart!
Mr. Gregory Reinhart was a lavish billionaire who loved to flaunt his success and money. This created a lot of enemies, but that just made him want to flaunt his wealth even more. When he got an idea in his head nobody could talk him out of it and his idea this time is to have a murder mystery event at The Reinhart Resort.
The Reinhart was one of the most lavish resorts in Colorado. It was close enough to the mountains to bring in the rich who skied but distant enough to allow privacy to those who didn’t ski. Mr. Reinhart had made the resort his home, so that he could fully take advantage of the lavish wealth and amenities. It also let him keep an eye on everything and manage to the minute detail.
“Sarah! Have you heard anything back from the list of sleuths I gave you three days ago?!” Mr. Reinhart bellowed into his office intercom. “I want to announce this event in the paper soon.”
“I have had a few responses but I am still waiting for the others,” Sarah said meekly. “You know how busy these people can be, I am sure they just haven’t had a chance to get back to your offer.”
“Yes, well you would think my offer alone would bring them here in droves. Though to make this work I need at least six of the best,” Mr. Reinhart replied, muttering the last bit under his breath. His offer was officially bragging rights to whomever solved the mystery best. Unofficially, it was the prestige of being associated with the Reinhart name, sure to make any career. That carried a lot of weight because after all he was Gregory Reinhart! He had hired one of the best in Hollywood to set up an elaborate mystery setting. He had hired the best actors, the best designers and the best caterer. It was going to be another one of his spotlight events, sure to be the highlight of the year. He craved the attention it would bring to him, but what he didn’t know was that his death would end up being the mystery that needed to be solved.
As he was walking through his resort checking over how things were coming along he caught sight of one of his maids flirting with one of the actors. “Miss! If you don’t have anything better to do with your day than fling yourself at this…this man,” he sneered, looking the actor up and down with a clearly disapproving glance. “…then I suggest you find employment elsewhere!”
Then he turned to the man, “That goes for you as well!”
The maid scowled but scurried away as she couldn’t afford to lose her job. The only reason she stayed at The Reinhart was because it paid well and Maria needed the extra money to send back home to her family. The actor, who was called Lorenzo, watched as Maria scurried around the corner, wishing he could help her find better employment. She was a nice girl and deserved to be treated better.
They all deserved to be treated better, but Mr. Reinhart had spent millions on his Murder Mystery event and as the event loomed closer everyone was a bundle of nerves. Mr. Reinhart had Sarah, his personal assistant, all stressed out over who was coming and who hadn’t answered yet. He only wanted the best for everything and that included his favorite sleuths. The Hollywood designers were on the verge of quitting because of all the interference they kept getting from Mr. Reinhart.
“If that bumbling idiot comes in here one more time and tells me how to run this event I am out of here!” Jeff the set designer yelled at no one in particular. They all knew the only reason anyone stayed to finish the event was the amount of money they were being paid. None of them could understand why anyone would want to work for him unless they were being paid ridiculous amounts of money to do so.
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