A Berry Home Catastrophe: A Humorous Cozy Mystery (Kylie Berry Mysteries Book 5) by A.R. Winters

Author:A.R. Winters [Winters, A.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Published: 2018-07-05T05:00:00+00:00

17

The acrid smell of burnt garlic filled the air. Detective Gregson was wearing a trench coat, of all things. He was standing statue still, and I couldn’t decide if he looked more like Columbo or Castiel from that show Supernatural. When he wasn’t seething with the desire to lock me behind bars, his eyes had a lost-puppy quality.

My teeth were starting to chatter from the ice-cold water flowing over me. But to turn it off, I’d have to twist and reach to get my hand into a position to work the faucet’s knobs. To do that would mean taking my eyes off of Gregson, and no way was I going to do that.

I felt like prey caught in a trap when Gregson started walking toward me. He paused next to the stove. Without taking his eyes away from me, he lazily turned the burner off. Then he was walking again.

I did my best to bore a hole through his head with my gaze. Then I waited with eager anticipation for him to slip on the wet, oily, noodle-strewn floor the way I had.

His gait never even faltered.

Damn him!

He made it all the way to the sink that I’d stuffed myself into. He put his hands on the sink’s lip and leaned.

I noticed things, okay? I noticed he was two weeks past due for a haircut if he wanted to be able to call his hair short. I noticed he was a good five hours overdue for a shave. The dark stubble outlined how his beard and mustache would grow in if he’d let it. And I noticed the pale outline where a wedding band had recently been on the ring finger of his left hand.

“You always this graceful?” he asked.

I was tempted to capture a mouthful of water from the flowing faucet so that I could spit it at him. But knowing him, he’d arrest me on the charge of assaulting an officer.

Gregson reached past me in slow motion and turned the water off. Then he smiled. It was a look of supreme satisfaction.

“Where’s your tattletale sidekick?” His smile turned into a sneer. “You’ve got no one to interfere now, do you?” I knew he had to be talking about Zoey and whatever pull she had over the police chief.

“What do you want?” If he was going to arrest me, I wished he’d just get on with it. At least then I wouldn’t have to look at his face one minute longer.

“You think you’re hot stuff, don’t you?” He picked a strand of spaghetti off of my head and tossed it away. “You think you can keep playing around in murders, muck up investigations, and never ever have even one bad thing happen to you.”

Let’s see… Have multiple people break in or try to break into my apartment. Try to stab me, shoot me, run me off the road, hit me with a car, and sell me for parts. The man didn’t have a clue what I’d been through. Okay… so that wasn’t true.

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