A Dangerous Dance by Pauline Baird Jones

Author:Pauline Baird Jones
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Suspense/Thriller/Romance
Publisher: LEBOOK_PUBLISHERL Dreamspell

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ELEVEN

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Bubba Joe knew Bozo was right. He needed to get sober. He needed to think. Where was Suzanne? He needed her to think. He needed to punch her face in. He needed, he flexed his hands, to choke someone. Suzanne was the easy choice, so maybe it was just as well she wasn't around. The other person he really wanted to get his hands on was Dorothy.

Had she been playing him for the fool all along? All that crap about Magus haunting the place. She was good. But she was going to find out he was better. He needed to figure out what to do, but he couldn't think. Coffee, he needed coffee.

He grabbed the bell and yanked it furiously. When the maid appeared, he snapped, “Coffee. Hot. Black. Lots of it.”

She looked scared as she nodded and backed out of the room. Good. Be scared. Everyone be scared. Bubba Joe was making his move.

When she came with the coffee, he waited until she set it on his desk and poured him a cup, then lunged for her, but she must have been expecting it. She eluded him and fled the room.

He cursed the empty room. He'd deal with her later. He downed the cup and refilled it. His hands weren't steady and it spilled, but by the fourth cup, he wasn't spilling it anymore. And he was thinking more clearly.

He knew he could get Dorothy to talk, if he could get her alone. Titus would be with her, but give him a couple of roofies and he'd be no problem. He always kept a supply on hand. It was so much better when his dates didn't remember details.

"I have no recollection,” was one, sweet phrase.

Now, how to get her to come to him? She wouldn't come willingly. Wait. Hadn't he collected a souvenir from his encounter with Emma? Yeah, he had. Such an interesting one, too. And he'd tell her he thought he was her daddy. Okay, now his plan was coming together...

He heard the front bell ring, then the slow steps of that stupid maid. After a short, muffled exchange, she knocked on his study door.

“What?” He didn't want to be disturbed. Not now.

“Policia,” she said, her eyes wide and scared.

The police? Was this it? Had he run out of time? Something awful uncurled in his gut. Something that clawed ripped and tore at him. It was...fear? It had been so long since he'd felt it, he almost didn't recognize it.

Two men appeared behind her, pushing past her into the room.

“Mr. Henry?” the taller one asked.

Over the pounding surf of fear, he noticed that they looked uneasy. He nodded, unable to speak.

“I'm afraid we have some bad news, sir,” the shorter one said. The two cops exchanged glances, before he continued. “I'm afraid your wife is dead.”

“Dead?” He couldn't process their words. They weren't here about him? Suzanne was dead? Dead? “How...”

“I'm afraid she was murdered.”

“Strangled,” added his companion.

As his fear for himself began to recede, he noticed that they were watching him closely.

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