'Tis the Season: A seasons Pass novella by Susan C. Muller

Author:Susan C. Muller [Muller, Susan C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Stanford Publishing
Published: 2017-11-30T23:00:00+00:00

Noah leaned back in his Harvey Miller chair and rested his feet on his desk. Sweet Pea snuggled in his lap, apparently convinced she wasn’t going to get any more Cheetos nubs.

The realization that his evening conversation with Laurel had become the high point of his day both frightened and thrilled him. “I’m hoping your day was less frustrating than mine.”

“Why, what was wrong with yours?”

“I had to talk to a dying old lady who was positive her husband didn’t commit suicide.”

“Why did she think that? I thought he took pills.”

“Who knows? No one wants to admit a loved one chose to leave them. Just to be sure, I checked Doc M’s autopsy report. He signed off that Anders Lunde took his own life.”

“Poor lady. That would have to be hard to accept.”

“I wish I could have suggested she get you to sell her house, but she’s leaving it to Saint Jude’s.”

“I’m glad you didn’t. The ethics would be questionable. Besides, dealing with that mess would be a nightmare. Who knows if she even filed probate after her husband died? Saint Jude’s must have an army of lawyers who could sort out that stuff. After all that sorrow, I kind of like the idea of sick children benefiting.”

Yeah, he did too. Something good should come from so much death. Amazing how often he and Laurel thought alike. “You never told me about your day.”

“Ah, well, this should make you feel better. Henry Agard is approximately five-eleven and the reason Earl couldn’t find him is because he left an A out of his name.”

Damn. That’s what he forgot the other day—to insist she stay away from anything to do with Agard—but she’d just given him the first break he’d had in days. “You mean Earl made a typo when searching for his license?”

“Actually he left out three As. Although he’s used Henry Agard the last twenty years for business, his real name is Hans Aagaard. Spelled A.A.G.A.A.R.D. The height is a guess from when I hugged him but you should be able to get it from his license.”

Oh, fuck no. Laurel got close enough to hug him? This was dangerous and he didn’t mean just her meeting with Agard. He needed to be extra careful about the next words that came out of his mouth. “I thought we agreed you weren’t going to get personally involved in this case.”

“I didn’t mean to. I bumped into him when I was shopping at City Center and he called out to me.”

Then why did he hear that little hiccup in her voice?

“I got the rest of the information off the computer. He didn’t have any idea I was checking up on him. Although I’m stumped as to why you’re interested.”

“I’m not that interested. I just wanted to know how tall he was so I could figure out where the shooter was standing. When Earl couldn’t pull up his license, my Spidey senses started to tingle. Now that I have an explanation, I’m satisfied.” Did

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