A Haunted Murder (A Lin Coffin Mystery Book 1) by J A Whiting

Author:J A Whiting [Whiting, J A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J A Whiting
Published: 2015-09-23T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Anton Wilson yanked open his front door and flew outside when he saw Lin’s truck pull up and park at the curb. He crossed the small front lawn and was nearly breathless when he reached Lin’s vehicle.

“I was hoping it was you.” Wilson’s eyes flashed with excitement. “I couldn’t remember if today was gardening day or not.”

Lin lifted her garden bag of tools out of the truck bed and Nicky, eyeing the animated man, stayed close to her leg. She was wary of the historian and had to force a smile. “Last stop of the day.” She’d decided to keep her tools close at hand at all times so that if Wilson threatened her she would be able to fight back. She took a deep breath. When Lin bought the business, she sure didn’t think she might have to defend herself against one of her clients.

Following the winding path set between flowering hydrangea bushes, Wilson led the way along the side of the house to the rear gardens. “You’ll be able to stay after you finish the work?”

Lin nodded. “I have a bit of time. I have to be somewhere in an hour and half though.”

Wilson clapped his bony hands together. “It won’t be enough time, but it’s certainly a start. I’ll go gather the books and folders. Just knock on the kitchen door when you’re ready.” He hustled off into the house.

Watching him go, Lin was surprised by the small man’s energy. Wilson was so thin that it made him seem weak. He looked like he might blow away in a strong wind, but Lin wondered if his wiry build could provide the strength necessary to stab Greg Hammond to death. She shuddered and pushed the thought from her mind.

When she’d finished the gardening, she washed her hands under the hose and splashed cool water on her face. The dog hadn’t budged from her side the entire time she worked. “It’s okay, Nick. We can handle him if we have to,” Lin whispered. She picked up a weeding tool and stuffed it in her back pocket just in case she had to defend herself.

As she was heading to the house to knock on the door, Wilson opened it. “Why don’t you come inside?” He held the door wide open. “We can go over the things at the kitchen table.” Wilson gestured to the long, wooden table set in front of the huge brick fireplace. Books and folders and sheets of paper spilled over most of the table’s surface.

Lin admired the beautiful restoration of the space. “It’s a lovely room.”

“I’ve been living here for a long time. Every room of the house has been lovingly restored.”

Wilson pulled out a chair for Lin and the two sat side by side. He reached for a folder and a book. “I’ve done exhaustive research on the Coffin and the Witchard families, among others of course.” He flipped open the folder to display a meticulous family tree. He pointed. “Here you are. You

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