A Fishy Discovery (Dune House Cozy Mystery Series Book 8) by Bell Cindy

Author:Bell, Cindy [Bell, Cindy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-04-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

As Suzie and Paul sailed towards Simon’s place Suzie was lost in thought as she looked out at the large expanse of water. In her mind she tried to form a timeline of what might have happened from the time that Robbie launched in the morning until the time he docked and met his murderer. It was hard to place exactly where he was at what time as the GPS only recorded the time when the boat stopped at the specific coordinates, and not how long the boat was in each particular location.

The fact that Robbie’s death came not long after there were a few thefts at the pearl farm was something that Suzie could not shake. Could it really just be a coincidence? She knew that Paul wanted to believe his friend was an honest person, but some of the information she’d gathered so far about him, indicated that he might lead a different lifestyle than Paul was aware of.

“Not far now.” Paul slowed the boat. Suzie stood up and watched as they approached a short dock. The dock was littered with lounge chairs, coolers, and fishing poles. It looked very well used. Paul eased the boat to a stop. “Let me just give him a call and let him know we’re here.”

As Paul made the call Suzie focused on every detail of the dock. If it was one of the last places that Robbie had been, there might be a clue as to what had happened to him.

“Hey buddy, it’s Paul. I’m at your dock. Are you free?” Paul looked over at Suzie and nodded. “Sure we’ll be right up. Yes, I brought her.” He chuckled. Suzie raised an eyebrow as he hung up the phone. “He’s looking forward to meeting you.” He grinned. “I think he thought I’d made you up.”

“Really?” Suzie laughed. “That’s silly.”

Paul smiled and gave her a light hug, then climbed off the boat. He turned back to help her off as well. They walked up a small hill to a single story house. It didn’t look like it was in the best repair. The yard was scattered with half-finished projects and piles of wood that waited to be chopped. Music drifted through the open windows of the house. Suzie recognized the melody. It seemed to her that Simon had an affection for classical music. Paul led her up to the back door of the house. He knocked once, then opened the door.

“Come on in the kitchen, Paul!” Simon’s voice bellowed from around the corner. Paul took her hand and turned down the hall to the kitchen. A wonderful scent greeted her just before a man with only an apron for a shirt walked towards her with his arms wide open. “You must be Suzie!” He wrapped his arms around her before she had the chance to stop him. Not only did he hug her, he lifted her right up off the ground. When he released her she plopped back down on the ground with a laugh.

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