Blind Eye by Meg Lelvis

Author:Meg Lelvis [Lelvis, Meg]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Rose Writing
Published: 2018-04-26T04:00:00+00:00

Twenty-five minutes later, Jack pulled into the side parking lot of the White Lion. He climbed out of the car, walked past a white stone-carved lion near the front and entered the restaurant. The dimly lit room was partitioned into two dining areas. He glanced around and told the hostess he’d wait for someone who was joining him. He knew Molly would ask about her aunt’s murder. Wish he knew something definite.

After several minutes, the door opened and Molly walked in. She wore a long black and white striped knit jacket over black pants. A red print scarf looped around her neck.

“Hey,” Jack said. He breathed in a scent of lavender. God, she looked good. Hot even.

She smoothed her straight hair behind an ear. “Hi, Detective.”

“Jack,” he said. Time for a name change

Nodding, she said. “And Molly.”

They followed the hostess into the second room where Jack asked for a booth in the far corner. He was glad to see only a smattering of customers in the place.

Touching the small of her back, he guided Molly into the red leather seat. He felt a shiver and wanted to wriggle in beside her, but knew better.

A tall young waiter stopped by and filled their water glasses. “Something more to drink?”

Eager for a pint, Jack looked at Molly. “What will you have?”

“I’ll live a little and have a Shirley Temple.” She smiled at the waiter.

Surprised, Jack said, “Oh.” No law against not drinking. “I’ll have a Guinness.”

After talking about the weather and traffic, Molly asked, “Can you tell me anything more about the case?”

Jack gazed at her, taking in her jade green eyes and creamy skin. “It’s against regulations to talk about an ongoing investigation.” He took a gulp of water. “But I could go out on a limb since you’re not a suspect or a relative of one.”

She gave a Mona Lisa smile. “Well, you know in my job as a paralegal, confidentiality is key. Plus, as a good Catholic girl, or former one, I wouldn’t break a confidence.”

The waiter brought their drinks and asked if they’d like to order something to eat. Jack shook his head. “Maybe later.”

Molly stirred her rosy cocktail with a swizzle stick and held up her glass. “Here’s to confidentiality.”

Jack clinked his glass with hers. “Always.”

She eased the maraschino cherry off the stick with her teeth, chewed sensuously and swallowed. God, the chemistry was palpable. He could take her right here on the damn table. Did she feel the same?

“Decided on dinner yet?” The waiter again. What a pest.

“I’ll let you know.” Jack gritted his teeth as the guy walked off.

Molly laughed. “I could eat something. How ‘bout you?”

“Sure.” Jack handed her a menu and opened his. Maybe this evening would work out after all.

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