Cold Case Conundrum by Sharon Mierke

Author:Sharon Mierke [Mierke, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2015-04-21T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

If you have an inkling to visit the Patterson farm (which I hope you don’t) I’ll tell you what you first come across - signs. I believe three said, Private Property: Do Not Enter, and two said, No Trespassing. The one that really caught my eye was Enter at Your Own Risk.

Everyone has signs up nowadays though and they don’t always mean something. My neighbor has one on her door that says Beware of Dog and she has never owned a dog in her life.

The dirt road was narrow with grass growing up through the center. In fact, the ruts were so deep, I was afraid my car might get hung up on the tall grass. Although most of the leaves were gone, there were enough evergreen trees close to the path to make it feel claustrophobic. A moment of panic crept through me when I realized that if I changed my mind, there was no way to turn around. I had to go either straight ahead or back up all the way to the main road. I’m not a good backer-upper.

I looked down at Sammy. He was still asleep. While I was talking to Tommy, he’d opened his eyes, sat up and washed his face, and then laid down again.

“You’re not much support, Sammy,” I said. Sammy didn’t even open an eye but his tail twitched, which means that even in his sleep, he can become irritated with me.

I swear I took maybe ten seconds to look at my cat and when I looked up, a man with a big shotgun was standing in the middle of the road. I slammed my foot on the brake. Did this ugly looking man have a death wish or something?

The Buick squealed to a stop about three inches from the gun. The man in front of me never flinched. How would he know if I could stop that suddenly? Already, seeing the wild look in his black eyes, I knew he was crazy and that I was in big trouble.

He never moved so I never moved either. At least, I was able to get a good look at him. He seemed to be sizing me up too. This, of course, would be the time Sammy would decide to wake up and make his move. Like, why couldn’t he use the litter box before we left home?

Before I could make a grab for him, he was heading for the open window. (Perhaps I forgot to mention that I have no air-conditioning so on warm days, I leave my windows open.) At that moment, if I’d been the one holding that gun, I would’ve had an overwhelming urge to shoot it in the direction of that cat.

Many things happened simultaneously; I grabbed for the cat’s tail, my foot went off the brake, my car shot forward, the hillbilly yelled bloody murder, flew backwards, and the shotgun went off.

Instinctively, I slammed on the brakes and shoved the gearshift into ‘Park.’ How could I lose

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