A Murder Yule Regret by Winnie Archer

Author:Winnie Archer [Archer, Winnie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2021-08-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Walking the path that ran alongside the coast usually cleared my mind. Today, however, it wasn’t working.

I’d left Yeast of Eden feeling empowered, and my time working at Crosby House had given me clarity. The problem was that I liked Eliza Fox, and helping to prove that she had nothing to do with the death of the scumbag journalist was the right thing to do—as long as I thought she was innocent. But was she?

First there was the scandal involving Brad. Although they seemed to be mending their broken marriage, Yentin had been behind their estrangement.

And now there was the probability that Yentin had been digging into Eliza’s past, unearthing something the actress didn’t want exposed. If I was right about him uncovering her abusive childhood, that was a pretty strong motive for silencing him.

Two solid motives for murdering the guy.

The more I thought about it, the more I wondered if maybe York was right, and I should back away and just let him do his job.

I’d left Crosby House needing to clear my head. I’d grabbed Agatha and headed to the beach. Now I looked down at her, trotting by my side, and said, “It’s decided. I should butt out.” Her big mouth was open, her tongue flopping out of it. “What? You don’t believe me?” I asked when she didn’t bother to look up at me.

She stopped suddenly, standing stone-still, her head tilted, and now her bulbous eyes stared me down.

“I know,” I said. “You’re right. I like her, and I don’t think she arranged to have the guy killed, even with her motives, and who else is on her side? She has Brad and Nicole, but everyone else at that party, well, I don’t think she calls any of them friends.”

Agatha threw her head back, gave a single bark, then plunked down on her backside.

“I get it. You think I should dig a little more?” I asked. A rhetorical question, because obviously she couldn’t answer me, but I kept on. “The thing is, I can’t keep showing up at her house uninvited.”

This posed a definite problem, but only if I kept my focus on Eliza. Trying to prove her innocence was tougher than I’d thought. The better angle was to try to find out who was, in fact, guilty. Which I’d been doing, but everything kept bringing me back to Eliza.

I groaned, frustrated. What to do, what to do. I started walking again, tugging on the leash. Agatha popped up to all fours and caught up to me. We were almost to the small public beach lot where I’d left my car when I spotted two familiar faces at the back of one of the parked vehicles. They were partially hidden by the tan minivan parked next to them, and their angles meant I could only see their profiles, but there was no mistaking Nicole Leonard and the man I’d been calling John Fox.

What in the world did they have to talk about? Was Nicole reading

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