Death By Derby 8 (Josiah Reynolds Mysteries) by Abigail Keam

Author:Abigail Keam [Keam, Abigail]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Mystery, Kentucky
ISBN: 9780990678212
Publisher: Worker Bee Press
Published: 2015-04-21T00:00:00+00:00

28

“Is something wrong with your meal?” asked Goetz.

“No, it’s fine,” I replied.

“You’re just picking at it.”

“I guess I’m not very hungry.”

“When have you ever turned down a free meal?”

I made a face. “I think I’ve cooked a lot of free meals for you.”

Goetz put down his fork. “Geez, don’t be so touchy. I was just kidding.” He leaned back in his chair and scrutinized me. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing. Look, I’m eating.” I took a bite of my lobster salad.

“You seem off tonight. Everything okay? You’re not out of money again, are you?”

“I harvested Locust honey this week and the Butterfly is raking in money from the receptions that Eunice is booking. Frankly, I’d be on welfare if it wasn’t for that woman taking over my finances.”

“That’s an odd thing to say. When have you ever given up control of anything in your life?”

“Maybe I’m tired of being what I’m not. I used to think I was hot stuff, one of the go-getters in this town, but I’m just a broken-down old has-been.”

“Oh, Lordy, let’s get out the violins. What happened to make you throw in the towel?”

I shrugged.

“I have never seen you so down and out.”

“Maybe something happened to make me lose my faith in my fellow man. Maybe someone close to me is a deceiver.”

“I told you Franklin would stab you in the back sooner or later. I never liked that guy.”

“You don’t like Franklin because he’s gay. He threatens you, but he’s not the one.”

“Why are you looking at me?”

“Really? You want to play this game?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” answered Goetz, raising his voice a little.

“What was Minor Reasor doing in your apartment?”

Goetz looked at me, stunned.

“Well?”

“Holy crap! You were listening at the door. I should have known–a busybody like you.” Goetz waved at the waitress and threw a large bill down on the table. “We’re done here,” he said as he grabbed my arm, pulling me out of the restaurant.

“You’re hurting me!” I complained.

“Shut up, Josiah. For once in your life, take some advice and keep your trap shut.”

“I can’t walk this fast. You’re hurting my bad leg.”

“I’m gonna wring your neck if you don’t get in the car.”

I glanced at Goetz’ face as he tugged me along. It was angry. Really angry.

I felt fear. The same kind of fear I’d felt with Fred O’nan.

Was Goetz going to hurt me?

I started pulling away when Goetz swept me up with one arm and unlocked the car door with the other. I couldn’t get away. His arm was like iron.

He pushed me into the car. “Now sit there and be quiet.”

While he went around to the other side of the car, I fumbled for my purse in the back seat and searched for my stun gun.

When Goetz got in the car, I brandished my stun gun and said, “Don’t you touch me again. I’m getting a cab home.”

Goetz grabbed my wrist and simply took the stun gun out of my hand. He threw it in the back seat.

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