Bluegrass Peril by Virginia Smith

Author:Virginia Smith [Smith, Virginia]
Format: epub
Tags: American Light Romantic Fiction, General, Romance, Fiction, Fiction - Romance, Man-woman relationships, Single mothers, Romantic suspense fiction, Suspense, Christian, Religious - General, Christian - Romance, Religious, Romance - Suspense, Christian - Suspense, Christian fiction, Police Procedural, Mystery & Detective, American Mystery & Suspense Fiction, Horse farms, Murder - Investigation, Kentucky
ISBN: 9780373442720
Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2007-12-04T23:10:55.093000+00:00

O’Grady’s was a hopping place on Monday nights. Scott found a parking place on the street and walked three blocks to the busy little bar. The patrons spilled out onto the sidewalk in front of the building, many of them puffing on cigarettes they couldn’t take inside.

Scott held his breath as he made his way through a cloud of smoke and into the bar. As the door closed behind him, he stepped to one side to let his eyes adjust to the dim light. The pungent odors of beer and bourbon prickled his nostrils.

A polished bar ran the length of the long room on the left, and when he could see he recognized a few of the people perched on stools there. A row of tables lined the opposite wall, each with four chairs and most of them full. Television sets hung suspended from the ceiling throughout the place. A loud shout went up from two of the tables to his right, and several men jumped to their feet, fists thrust into the air.

He spotted Eddie at the far end of the bar, his head bowed as he listened to the man next to him. A customer, probably. The man’s hands moved constantly as he spoke, and occasionally Eddie nodded.

Scott made his way to the empty stool beside Eddie’s customer and slid onto the seat. The man, whose back was turned toward Scott, kept talking, but Eddie looked up. Their eyes locked.

Scott had the sense Eddie was not surprised to see him tonight.

“What’ll you have?” The muscled bartender swiped a damp towel across the bar in front of Scott.

Asking for iced tea in this place probably wasn’t a good idea. He might get more than he bargained for. “A Coke’s fine.”

The guy’s expression didn’t change. He tossed a cocktail napkin onto the bar and turned away to get Scott’s Coke. Scott watched as he scooped ice into a glass, then poured soda from a hose. Beside him, the man’s voice droned on, low enough that Scott could only make out a word here and there.

“…seventh…carry me…handle another fifty…”

“I can do that.” Because Eddie faced him, his voice carried to Scott’s ears clearly. “Just make sure you’re here on the seventh.”

The man got off the stool, uttering profuse thanks, as the bartender returned with Scott’s Coke. With a nod in his direction, Scott slid his glass, napkin and all, across the bar in front of the vacated stool.

“Mind if I sit here?” He moved onto the stool without waiting for an answer.

Eddie cocked his head. “It’s a public place.”

“I was hoping we could continue our conversation.”

Eddie picked up a thin straw and folded it with a finger and a thumb. “I thought we finished the other day.”

“Ah, but more has happened since then.”

A smile flashed onto his narrow face, gone as quickly as it appeared. “I heard you had some excitement out at the Pasture. Something about a robbery?”

Scott studied him. Was the man mocking him? Hard to tell with that sardonic expression.

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