Best Served Cold (A Trailer Park Mystery Book 3) by Jimmie Ruth Evans

Author:Jimmie Ruth Evans [Evans, Jimmie Ruth]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery & Detective, Fiction, women sleuths, light mystery, culinary cozy, amateur sleuths, General
ISBN: 9781641970044
Publisher: NYLA
Published: 2017-11-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

“I’m here, Mama.”

“He’s there.”

“You want me to call the sheriff’s department?”

“No, I don’t think he’s going to try anything,” Wanda Nell said, with more confidence than she actually felt.

“Then you hightail it back to town, and don’t mess around.”

“I will,” Wanda Nell said. “I’m going to put the phone down again.” She did, checking the rearview mirror.

The Mercedes was hanging back. There was a long, flat stretch of road ahead of her and not another vehicle in sight. If Bert wanted to try something, now would be a good time.

Wanda Nell floored the accelerator, and her little car shuddered as it picked up speed. In a few seconds she was doing nearly eighty, and the Mercedes was quickly receding in her view. Wanda Nell focused her attention on the road ahead of her.

The next time she checked the rearview mirror, the Mercedes had closed the gap. The black car still hung back about four or five car lengths, and Wanda Nell figured she was probably right. Bert wasn’t intending to try to run her off the road, but he sure wanted her to know he was there.

She eased off the accelerator slightly, bringing her speed down to about seventy. Then she had to bring it down even more, because there were two vehicles on the road a little way ahead of her.

Breathing more easily, Wanda Nell hoped that the trucks ahead of her were going all the way into Tullahoma. She drew close to the truck immediately in front of her and maintained a distance of about two car lengths between her car and the truck.

In a few minutes they reached the outskirts of Tullahoma, and Wanda Nell began to breathe more easily. Bert’s car was still there behind her, but he had never made a move to come any closer. As Wanda Nell reached the intersection where the Kountry Kitchen was located, she pulled into the turn lane and waited for the signal to change. Turning her head, she looked to her right. A couple of lanes over, Bert Vines also sat, waiting for the light.

He saw her looking at him, raised a hand in a quick wave, and smiled at her. Then the light changed and he drove off.

Suddenly almost shaking with rage, Wanda Nell was tempted to tear out after him and let him have it. How dare he follow her around like that?

The honk of a horn from a truck behind her brought Wanda Nell back to her senses. She glanced up at the light, saw the turn signal glowing green, and made her turn. She pulled her car into the parking lot at the Kountry Kitchen and turned off the ignition.

Still angry, Wanda Nell picked up her phone. “T.J., honey, I’m here. I made it to work just fine.”

“What about the car following you?”

“He stayed behind me the whole way,” Wanda Nell said, doing her best to calm down, “and he never tried anything. I think he was just letting me know they’re watching me.

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