A Catered Cat Wedding by Isis Crawford

Author:Isis Crawford
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-07-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

“Mission accomplished,” Sean told Marvin as he got back in Marvin’s car. He dug through his pants pocket and came out with the papers he’d taken and glanced through them as Marvin stepped on the gas.

“Anything interesting?” Marvin asked as he drove down the long road to the gate.

Sean didn’t look up. He was still contemplating his little dustup with Andy Dupont. “Could be,” Sean said as he folded the papers up and put them back in his pocket. He’d changed his mind. He’d look at the papers later, when he could focus on them. “I’m not sure.” For a minute, he thought about how the scene at the Connor estate would have gone when he was younger. When he had a badge. And a gun. And the ability to compel. There would have been none of that stupid charade, no backpedaling in the face of Andy Dupont. He would have just dragged him down to the station. Sometimes old age sucked.

“So, what did you find out?” Marvin asked, interrupting Sean’s thoughts.

Sean told him. When he was finished, he said, “Take me to the Council Golf Club.”

“Why? Who’s there?” Marvin asked as he turned to look at Sean, realized what he was doing, and looked back at the road.

“Leon Caputti.”

“I’m not sure that Libby . . . ,” Marvin began. Then he stopped. He could feel Sean’s glare, even though Sean wasn’t looking at him. It was a psychic thing. Marvin backpedaled and searched for a more tactful way to say what he wanted to. He decided he’d be more successful if he appealed to Libby’s dad’s better nature.

He cleared his throat. “Mr. Simmons,” he began, “I’m going to catch hell when your daughter finds out.”

“That’s ridiculous,” Sean replied.

“But true,” Marvin assured him, not sure whether what he was saying was in fact true or not. “She’s very protective when it comes to you.” Which was an accurate statement.

“Then don’t tell her,” Sean snapped. “She doesn’t need to know everything.”

So much for that plan, Marvin thought. He’d been about to chirp, “I see we’re a little grumpy today,” but his sense of self-preservation prevailed and the words died on his lips when he saw the expression on Sean’s face. Instead, he focused on driving the car, while Sean opened the window, lit his third cigarette of the day, and thought about what he’d observed at the Connor estate and what it meant—if anything.

While Sean ruminated, Marvin thought about how much he wished Libby’s dad still had his own car, but short of a miracle, that wasn’t going to happen. He’d just have to get used to this. With that in mind, Marvin drove slowly, careful to keep his eyes on the road, hoping to avoid any more confrontations with Mr. Simmons.

Occasionally, he glanced at his watch. He had a casket consultation at the funeral home in an hour and a half. Hopefully, he would be back there with time to spare. If not, one of his associates would have to take it.

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