Curse of the Dragon by Madison Johns

Author:Madison Johns [Johns, Madison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-02T05:00:00+00:00

Ten

Wilma and Gracie Walfie lived in a doublewide about ten minutes outside Westland. I climbed the wooden stairs and stared at the neon sign that read ‘Get your reading today.’

I was about to knock when the door whipped open, revealing a smiling woman with crazy red hair. She frowned. “You’re not Detective Blake,” she sighed.

“He sent me here on his behalf. He’s busy questioning a suspect back at the station,” I explained.

“Is that the handsome detective?” another woman asked from inside the trailer.

The fragrance of tea tree oil floored me as the redhead opened the door wide enough for me to enter before closing it with whoosh.

The other woman’s gray hair was pulled back into a severe bun. She picked at her long paisley dress and smiled nervously. “Who are you?”

“Shouldn’t you know? You’re a psychic.”

“It doesn’t work like that, girl.” She picked up a half-finished blanket from a basket and proceeded to knit. “I’m Wilma, and my sister Gracie is the one who answered the door.”

Gracie hovered behind me. When I turned, she motioned to a chair that I plopped down on. How much should I tell them? “I’m Alex. I’m a private detective and I’ve been investigating the recent murder.”

“And Detective Blake is allowing this?” Gracie asked as she fanned her face.

“We’re old friends.”

“Former lovers?”

“Gracie, that’s none of our business -- unless she’d like to get it off her chest. In our business that’s how it typically works. Clients have questions and we do our best to find answers for them.”

I smiled. “As I said, we’re old friends, and that’s about it. He’s also a bit of a skeptic, I must say.”

“Not against us psychics surely,” Wilma said.

“We did have to call him numerous times before he took us seriously, sister,” Gracie said.

“I can’t say he’s taking you ladies seriously. Blake told me he had an appointment with you, but you were a no-show.”

“Gracie, I can’t believe you’d forget to tell me something as important as having an appointment with that handsome detective.” Wilma shook her head. “This certainly won’t help him believe in psychics.”

“He followed one of your tips at Naughty Divas. I staked out the place with him.”

Wilma’s face brightened at that and said, “I’m happy to hear that. Were you able to find Bigfoot?”

“Yes, I mean we found a man who resembled Bigfoot, but his name is Earle Longjohn.”

“And did the detective haul him into the station?”

“Eventually, but he has an alibi so he can’t be the killer.”

Gracie’s hand flew to her mouth. “Oh my. We were so certain.”

“What made you believe Bigfoot was the killer?”

“Well, he is a beast of a man, and Andy was so certain he looked large enough to rip a man in two.”

I rubbed my aching shoulder. “Who’s Andy?”

“He, or I should say she, was in the show last night. Her stage name is Andromeda. Tall blonde who resembles Marilyn Monroe.”

“She’s quite popular,” Wilma offered. “You must have seen her there last night.”

“I should have paid more attention. But we were there to question Bigfoot.

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