Clowns and Cowboys (A Miranda and Parker Mystery Book 3) by Linsey Lanier

Author:Linsey Lanier [Lanier, Linsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Suspense
Publisher: Felicity Books
Published: 2014-09-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Miranda sat in the rental car, her arms tight around her. Her teeth were chattering. She was shivering with cold like the freaking Ice Age had suddenly descended with a whoosh upon all of Texas.

She tried to stay calm, tried to make sense of what she’d just learned.

But her thoughts galloped around in her head like a stampeding herd of angry Angus. No, she was the one who wanted to stampede. She wanted to dig her hooves straight into Sam Keegan’s skull.

Her old beau hadn’t exactly lied to her. But he’d sure left out some pertinent details. “I can’t believe this, Parker,” she muttered at last, gazing out the window at the heavy Dallas traffic. She didn’t dare look him in the eye.

“We need to stay rational,” Parker said. His smooth voice resonant with the tranquility of a deep blue lake.

She spun around and glared at him openmouthed. “Are you sticking up for Sam now?”

“I’m simply pointing out we both need to stay objective.”

Objective. His byword.

But how could she stay objective? “You were right, Parker. Sam could be Tupper’s killer.”

“Circumstantial, Miranda,” he warned.

“He dated Layla. He ‘fell hard’ for her, according to Harvey Hackett. He had motive and opportunity and means.”

“As many others did.”

She didn’t understand why Parker was suddenly defending him. “So he hires us—no, hires me—his old girlfriend he thinks he can wrap around his little finger, and brings me out here to make his case before he’s caught. He says Tupper was his best friend. He wants us to find Layla—” She stopped talking and let out a gasp.

Parker remained silent while she caught her breath.

“Oh my God, Parker. Sam could have killed Layla. He asks us to look for her, we find the body, and then he looks innocent. Nobody would believe the guy who hired us to find her is her killer.”

“Which is why we need a lot more proof before we pass judgment on anyone.”

She sat back and forced herself to inhale. Of course. Parker was right. She was jumping the gun. Going off halfcocked on the word of an old drunken clown who might have killed Layla himself. That wasn’t like her. Sam could push her buttons even when he wasn’t around. The thought made her want to punch something. Like his nose.

They needed more facts. More evidence. More details. She was going to get them. She and Parker would find out exactly what happened to Tupper Magnuson and his fiancé.

She looked up and saw Parker was turning the rental car onto the paved street in front of the UBT tent. She sat up. “What are we doing here?”

The stern look in Parker’s eye was as strong-willed as a bucking bronco. “We’re going to locate Keegan and find out what else he’s been keeping from us. And why.”

He’d read her thoughts.

She smiled. “Corral the steer and get it straight from the horse’s mouth.”

He nodded. “And mixed metaphors be damned.”

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