A Charmed Death: A Witch Cozy Mystery (An English Enchantment Witch Mystery Book 2) by Mara Webb

Author:Mara Webb [Webb, Mara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-11-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

“What happened?” I asked James. I was standing on the road looking at a sea of concerned neighbors, an ambulance, two police patrol vehicles and one man wrapped in a foil blanket.

“He called us to say there was someone outside threatening to kill him, but by the time we arrived whoever it was had taken off but that right there is a bullet hole in his front door,” he explained. I glanced back over at Nick as he clutched the foil blanket around himself. James looked tired and I wanted to ask questions about his wellbeing more than I wanted to ask about the Nick situation.

“Did he give you a description of who was outside?” I pressed.

“No, he said the assailant was wearing some sort of mask. The timing isn’t great,” he sighed. “It turns out Mark has the budget for a very well-paid lawyer so he managed to get him out of his cell before dawn. To have our main suspect in a shooting released less than an hour before another shooting is obviously a problem.”

“Mark is out?” I repeated. “So do you have any other leads into Jack’s murder?”

“Off the record,” he said, leaning a little closer, “I still think Mark is our guy. His wife showed up with the legal representative and explained how she was with him all night and there was no way he was outside shooting a stranger in his own front yard. Mark has an alibi and a ton of cash; a lot of rich people can afford to live above the law. I hate it as much as you clearly do,” he smiled, staring at my furrowed brow.

“His wife is his alibi,” I said, echoing James again.

“Yeah, why?”

“I saw her getting off a train yesterday afternoon. If she had stayed at her house with her husband on the night she’s provided an alibi for him then—”

“You think she’s lying?” James said.

“Well, where would that train have come from? It pulled into the station just after two in the afternoon, I asked.

“George is over there, you should ask him,” James replied, gesturing over to one of Nick’s neighbors that was watching the police vehicles with a delighted expression on his face. George was the self-proclaimed president of the Black Bridge Trainspotting Society but was clearly passionate about multiple forms of transport, especially if the binoculars he was now holding to his face were anything to go by.

James left my side to walk back towards Nick, so I decided to pursue my current train of thought – pun intended – and ask George about the train I’d seen yesterday to try and poke holes in Mark’s alibi. He didn’t see me coming until I stepped directly into the path of his binoculars, and then gasped. I likely appeared to be a giant through the lens magnification.

“Good morning, Lizzie. Have you seen the patrol car that Sergeant Webster drove here today? That’s a BMW, I didn’t realize they’d upgraded and honestly if you look at the wing mirrors you can really see that they made a good choice.

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