A Bayou Wedding by Caroline Mickelson

A Bayou Wedding by Caroline Mickelson

Author:Caroline Mickelson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: funny cozy mystery, humorous mystery, small town cozy mystery, senior slueth, Miss Prim & Proper mystery
Publisher: J&R Fan Fiction
Published: 2018-08-16T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eight

ATTEMPTED MURDER? MY knees sagged and I grabbed on to the door for support. I must have cried out because within seconds Aunt Ida Belle was right behind me. She put a comforting arm around my shoulders.

“What’s going on, Carter?” she demanded. “You’d better have a good excuse for upsetting my niece.”

“Someone tried to kill Donny Masters tonight.”

“That’s as good a reason as any, I suppose.” She gently drew me back inside and motioned for Carter to come through. “Come in and tell us what you know.”

“Why are you so anxious to locate Kase?” I asked, as I dropped onto the couch. “Is he in danger?”

By this time, Gertie had turned off the television. Fortune crossed to stand beside Carter, her hand on the small of his back.

“Who called it in?” Fortune asked.

“His wife. Ex-wife actually.” He slipped an arm around her waist. “Kitty Masters. She’s the one who found him. To say she was freaked out would be the understatement of the century.”

“Was he shot?” Gertie asked. “Or did someone try to feed him to a gator?”

Carter nodded. “Shot at, or so he claims.”

“What do you mean by that?” Aunt Ida Belle demanded. “Was he shot at or wasn’t he?”

Carter looked tired. He rubbed his eyes. “That’s what he claims. Deputy Breaux is over there now digging a bullet out of the boat house.”

“Why are you asking where Kase is? Do you have reason to believe he’s in danger?” And then, as the words left my lips, another thought occurred to me. Did Carter suspect that Kase had somehow been involved in the shooting? I clenched my hands.

“I don’t think he’s in danger,” Carter answered. But I grew increasingly uncomfortable when he didn’t say more.

“Well, what do you want to talk to him about then?” Gertie demanded.

Bless her, the woman tap-danced where angels didn’t dare tip-toe.

Carter didn’t try to hide his exasperation. “That’s between Mayeux and me,” he all but snapped. “I swear the fact there’s four of you now is keeping me up nights.”

Under other circumstances I would have been quite flattered to have been counted in as one of the “gang”, but I still wasn’t completely satisfied as to why Carter felt a pressing need to speak with Kase. Therefore, I was neither going to be flattered nor share any information.

“We’ll, he’s not here.” I stood. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to head back to my great-aunt’s house and get some sleep.”

My pronouncement effectively broke up our little meeting. Carter returned to the Masters, Gertie and Fortune decided to heat up a casserole, and Aunt Ida Belle wanted to stay and join them. I insisted that I was going to walk home.

The evening air, while not exactly cool, was at least fresh, and it felt good on my face as I headed back to Aunt Ida Belle’s house. I was about half way home when my skin prickled as an uneasy sensation came over me. I glanced over my shoulder, but I didn’t see anything besides the usual shadows cast by streetlights.



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