Carolyn Ridder Aspenson - 03 Praying for Peace by Carolyn Ridder Aspenson

Author:Carolyn Ridder Aspenson [Aspenson, Carolyn Ridder]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781951249953
Amazon: B083WKLJ5K
Barnesnoble: B083WKLJ5K
Publisher: Severn River Publishing
Published: 2020-01-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

Olivia promised to handle the check situation while Gen and I rushed back to the home where we last saw Jeffrey.

An officer met us at the front of the home’s cracked paved driveway. “This is an active crime scene ladies. I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

“Detective Levitt asked me to come, and this is Jeffrey Avondale’s wife.”

He gave us a single nod and led us to the area in front of the front porch and told us to wait there for Jack.

We gazed at the home in awe, both of us wondering what exactly had happened.

“Do you think he’s okay?” Gen rubbed her hands together and then pressed her fingertips into her cheeks. “What do you think’s going on in there?”

Jeffrey’s car and the area surrounding it was marked off with crime scene tape. The driver’s door was open, and I had a feeling whatever was going on inside the house wasn’t good. “I’m not sure.”

Jack stepped out of the home and walked with intent toward us. He offered me a slight nod and then turned to Gen. “Are you Genevieve Avondale?”

She nodded. “Is my husband okay?”

“Ma’am, I’m sorry. Your husband was shot. He didn’t make it.”

Gen’s eyes widened and her jaw dropped. “What? No. No. He’s not dead.” She turned in a circle. “The ambulance.” She pointed to it. “The men. They need to go help him. Why aren’t they helping him? They have to help him.”

Before she had a chance to rush the paramedics, I hugged her. “Gen. I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.”

“He’s not dead.” She shook her head over and over. “No. He can’t be. We just saw him here a few hours ago. He was leaving. He…he’s sleeping.” She laughed. “He sleeps like a rock. I’ve told him that for years.” She smiled. “Yes. He’s probably just sleeping.”

I didn’t know what to say, but thankfully, I didn’t have to figure it out. Jack had a handle on things. “Mrs. Avondale, the County Coroner is on the way. Your husband’s not sleeping. He’s been shot.” He motioned for the paramedics. When one came to us, he asked that Gen be made comfortable, and the paramedic guided her to the ambulance.

“How did you know I knew him?”

“His cell phone was on the floor next to him. When we picked it up, your contact information was on the screen. Looks like he was trying to call you right before it happened.”

“Oh, no.”

“Do you have any idea what’s going on?”

I nodded. “Yes. No. Well, I’m not sure. I was going to call you about it and then you called me.”

We stepped over next to an empty squad car. I couldn’t take my eyes off Jeffrey’s car. I pointed to a long change in the broken concrete driveway that led through the grass and to the house. “Are those drag marks?”

He nodded. “Looks like the vic was dragged into the house. Can you tell me what you know?”

“Gen just left him. She found out he’d taken money in…” I tried hard to remember what she’d said.

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