Death By Sunken Treasure (A Hayden Kent Mystery Book 2) by Kait Carson

Author:Kait Carson
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: amateur sleuth, english mysteries, cozy mystery, Women Sleuths, diving, british chick lit
Publisher: Henery Press
Published: 2016-03-21T22:00:00+00:00

“Busy. I suggest naked.”

My head reeled back as if she’s struck me. I couldn’t believe she made the comment.

Ruth’s face turned a deep red. “I mean…Well, I was talking…” she stuttered. At last she said, “I meant see him before you put on your makeup.” The words came out in a rush.

“Thank God, I’m much too wet to strip.” I tried to play along with the joke, but her words unsettled me. Grant and I only recently started dating, although many thought we’d had a long-term personal as well as professional relationship. That wasn’t the case. We were still sensitive to appearances. For that reason, most of our time together was on his boat, and I was training him to scuba dive.

“Grant has been impossible. Maybe you can calm him down.”

Our boss often got in around six in the morning. When he had something of importance, he expected everyone else to figure it out and be there too. He wanted company. Or solace. Or both.

I stopped at my office long enough to shed my coat, handbag, and briefcase. Then I crossed the space to his door and double knocked. He shouted at me to come in. I did. The chaos in his office shocked me. The drapes were closed against the storm. Two glowing desk lamps provided the only illumination. Papers were tossed everywhere. One of the file cabinet drawers hung open, sprouting files like jagged teeth. He glanced up at me.

“What happened? Did we get robbed?” My arm swept a wide arc over the room.

He stared at me with wild eyes and ran both hands through his already rumpled hair. He seemed more like a mad professor than a calm, collected lawyer. His hands shook. He moved them from the desk to his lap.

“Mike Terry’s body is missing.” He got up from his desk and started an agitated pacing, skirting the papers scattered around the room.

“And that made you pull your office apart because…”

“Not now, Hayden. I’m serious.”

A calmness washed over me. I’d thought this through. Now I had to find the words to explain it to him. I walked to the drapes and pulled them open, then I returned to his side and lay my hand on his arm. “Grant, that can’t be. Mallory greeted me with the same news this morning.”

I led him to the tiny conference area in his office and guided him to a seat on the couch. I waited, willing my calm to seep into his agitation. His eyes looked at me with the intensity of a drowning man. I put both my hands on his shoulders. “Grant, calm down. He can’t be missing. Who would call to look for the body over a holiday weekend?”

“I would. And it was first thing this morning.”

Grant’s words chilled me through the warmth of my sweater. My fingers dug into the nubby beige fabric of the couch cushion. I leaned forward. “You’re kidding me. Why?” The words came out in a hiss.

He responded with a shake of his head.

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