Betrayal at the Beach: A Cozy Christian Mystery (Dangerous Curves Book 1) by Montgomery K.L

Author:Montgomery, K.L. [Montgomery, K.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mountains Wanted Publishing
Published: 2021-04-29T06:00:00+00:00

Ten

I relayed my entire conversation with Susan as Molly drove us over to Evangeline’s. We’d been friends with her for years now, but neither of us had ever been to her house. “Is that weird?” I asked Molly as she pulled into the driveway.

“I do think it’s a little unusual. It’s not like she said we couldn’t come over; it’s just that we always do stuff at my house or yours, or we go out.”

“She doesn’t like to go out,” I reminded her.

“That’s true. She normally doesn’t come when we go out.” Molly shrugged. “She’s an introvert. It’s not her fault.”

The garage door was shut, and there was a newspaper on the porch. It was still light outside, so no telling if the lights were on inside or not. “I guess I didn’t tell you what Mrs. Monroe said about our friend…?”

Molly flashed me a curious look, then launched into her own opinion on the matter, “Not sure I’d believe anything that comes out of that woman’s mouth. She’s not one hundred percent lucid, as far as I can tell. I talked to her for about five minutes at the gala on Saturday, and all she would do is give me advice for snatching up a man. I think it had something to do with wearing heels and cooking him his favorite dish.”

I burst into laughter. “Yeah, she told me not to even bother looking for love until I lost weight, so at least your advice was a little kinder. She offered to let me borrow her diet cookbook.”

“She said that?! Oh my gosh!”

I nodded, the giggles still spilling out of my mouth. It was funny, of course, but I might have been stalling. The prospect of confronting Evangeline had my stomach tangled in knots. Molly and I had both skipped dinner, thinking we’d reevaluate after we were done with this potentially unpleasant task.

I sucked in a breath as my laughter died out. “Well, she also accused Evangeline of being a witch, so…”

Molly stopped laughing and whipped around to face me. “Where are we? Salem, Massachusetts, circa the seventeenth century?”

“She said she’s ‘pure evil.’”

“Just because she wears black all the time and hates people?”

I shrugged. “No idea. I’m just repeating what she told me. She said Evangeline needed the Founders’ Bible for some ritualistic spell or something.”

“Wow, that’s…” Molly shook her head and blinked rapidly, “…creative, to say the least.”

“No doubt,” I agreed.

Okay, we’d stalled long enough. I’d told Molly that Susan claimed she’d driven by in the morning, but no one was home. With the garage locked up, how could she tell? Did she actually go to the door? At the time, I assumed she meant there was no car in the driveway and no garage, but now…

“C’mon, we better get going.” Molly reached over to touch my hand.

I nodded, filling my lungs with an extra dose of oxygen for additional strength. Father, please, I prayed. Give me the right words to say. I have no idea what I’m doing here.

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