A Crafty Crime (A Stoneybrook Mystery Book 1) by Eryn Scott

Author:Eryn Scott
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Kristopherson Press
Published: 2018-09-05T23:00:00+00:00

14

Hadley’s breath felt ragged as it left her. Nadine’s hands still gripped her arms and they tightened as she saw her words register.

“What? I—how do you know?” Hadley couldn’t seem to create a coherent sentence, but Nadine seemed to understand what she was asking.

“It’s all over town that Edith didn’t die of natural causes. I figured that was what you were getting at by asking us all what we were doing.” Nadine glanced over her shoulder at a scraping sound but then turned back to face Hadley when it turned out to be nothing.

So much for Paul’s plan to ask as many questions as they could before word got out about Edith’s cause of death. Hadley suppressed a disappointed head shake.

“Which means Louise knows too.” Hadley slumped back, letting her body rest on the building behind her.

“And her lie proves you can’t believe anything she just told you.”

“Great.” Hadley let out a disappointed scoff and then added Louise’s name back to the suspect list in her mind.

“Sorry to spill all my secrets and run,” Nadine said with a furrow of her forehead. “But Nick’s got all the kiddos, and I want to get home for bedtime. If either of us tries to go it alone, we end up falling asleep in one of the kids’ bedrooms from the fatigue of four bath times, four pajama wrestling matches, and four stories.”

Hadley waved a hand to show Nadine she understood. Still too shocked to speak, she watched as Nadine retreated to her minivan. Hadley didn’t feel like she even blinked until she could no longer see the taillights of the van in the distance. Then she exited the alley, back to Main Street, and the safety of her kitchen.

While she walked, she pulled out her phone and texted Paul and Suze in a group message.

“And with a sudden turn of events, Hadley’s horse pulls way ahead.”

Mere seconds after she sent the message, Suze texted back.

“Aww. Is it weird that I feel disappointed my horse/suspect might not win?”

“Yes,” Hadley wrote back, but at the same time as she hit send, a text from Paul came through.

“Don’t count your chickens till they hatch, Had. My horse just made a pitstop and is raring to go.”

Suze texted back, “Dude, come on… now you’re mixing metaphors on purpose!”

“You know, in Seattle, you’d be a prime target walking like that, Babe.”

Hadley jumped at the voice, looking to her right and left even though she knew who it belonged to all too well. Her gaze settled on Luke Fenton, standing in the middle of the sidewalk, arms crossed over his chest. Glancing back in front of her, Hadley realized she was just three or four steps away from running straight into a lamppost.

Unhappy that she had reason to thank him, Hadley said, “But we’re not in Seattle.” Cocking an eyebrow, she slipped her phone back into her purse.

“No, no we’re not.” Luke sighed.

Hadley scoffed. “If you miss it so much, why don’t you go back?”

His head jutted back slightly.

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