A Crabby Killer (Moosamuck Island Cozy Mystery Series Book 2) by Leighann Dobbs

Author:Leighann Dobbs [Dobbs, Leighann]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Claire’s tailbone slammed against the thinly cushioned rear seat of the golf cart as it sped toward Tom Landry’s farm. Her mouth was dry from the dust that whipped up around the tires and swirled into her face. For once, she wished that Dom was driving, but Norma had insisted and somehow Dom had commandeered the front seat, leaving her and Mae riding backwards in the rear.

In Tom’s field, she could see Zambuco, Robby and Tom standing near a log post fence. Norma whipped the cart in that direction and Claire’s knuckles turned white as she grasped onto the metal safety bar to keep from being flung off. She reached out and grabbed the back of Mae’s apron to keep her from sliding out. The cart screeched to a halt and the four of them jumped off.

Zambuco scowled at them. “What are you people doing here?”

“We’re here to help Tom,” Claire said. “What’s going on?”

Zambuco pointed to a hole in the ground. “Your friend here had a motive to want Blunt dead. We heard he was in Duffy’s the night Blunt was killed. We came up to ask a few questions and caught him burying the murder weapon.”

Claire looked into the empty hole, her stomach sinking. Tom did have a motive. Blunt was trying to take his farm. And Emile had mentioned that Tom was in the bar that night. Tom had also been at the scene of the crime that morning with the Crab Festival committee. Claire remembered him dropping his clipboard. Had he dropped it on purpose so he could pick up a piece of evidence he'd left behind the night before?

“The murder weapon? What do you mean?” Norma demanded. "I thought Blunt was strangled."

"Bludgeoned and strangled," Zambuco said. "Technically, the strangling did him in."

Claire’s eyes flicked up to Tom’s face. She didn’t see the face of a killer. She saw the face of a very scared and worried man. Tom’s body language and demeanor was not like that of any murderer she’d caught so far. She was sure Tom wasn’t the one. But if he wasn’t, then why was he burying the murder weapon? Maybe what he was burying wasn’t the murder weapon and this was all a mistake.

“We don’t know if he did it alone. He might be in cahoots with your friend here.” Zambuco nodded toward Mae.

“Well … well … well … I …” Mae huffed.

Norma snorted. “In cahoots? Why, the two of them have hardly said a nice word to each other in over seventy years. I doubt they’d combine forces now to kill somebody. And where is this supposed murder weapon, anyway?”

“It’s not actually the whole murder weapon,” Robby chimed in. “It’s just part of it.”

He held up a plastic bag that had a thick metal piece inside. It was silver in color and, if Claire wasn’t mistaken, that dark stain on the jagged edge was blood. But was it Blunt’s blood?

Robby turned the bag around to show the other side and something niggled in Claire’s brain.

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