Death Has Golden Eyes: A Dizzy Dixon Mystery (The Dizzy Dixon Mysteries Book 1) by Cameron Darrow

Author:Cameron Darrow [Darrow, Cameron]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-25T00:00:00+00:00

13

Face Time

There weren’t many faces Dizzy wouldn’t have caved in on sight in that moment, but the one that awaited her when she opened the front door stayed her hand. And Greysocks’ teeth. And Azalea’s… everything.

“Good evening, Miss Dixon,” said Zoe Anderson. Bundled against an October night, only her face was identifiable against the backdrop beyond the reach of the lights, and for that Dizzy was grateful. She quite liked identifying Zoe Anderson. “Sorry to call unannounced.”

“Constable! You’re… unexpected,” Dizzy was forced to say honestly, given the commotion her arrival had caused. Kaliori had literally flown up the stairs, and there was no telling if she would ever come back down again. “Why are you here?”

“You asked me to come when I could, Miss⁠—”

“No, I mean here. Did you climb the gate?”

“What? No, it was open, Miss.”

Something surged through Dizzy that wasn’t quite panic and it wasn’t quite fear. She had locked the gate when she’d come home, she was certain…

Whatever she was feeling, Zoe was watching her feel it.

“I see. Well, what made you come tonight? And call me Dizzy, please.”

“Dizzy, please. I mean! Sergeant Johnson’s home sick, so this was my one sure chance to bring you what you asked,” Zoe said, hefting a manila envelope she was holding under one arm.

“Calling ahead would have been considerate,” Dizzy said.

“Oh. Right. Er… Johnson never lets me touch the telephone in the station. And I… don’t have one.”

Zoe Anderson blushing had healing powers werewolves could only dream of, melting Dizzy’s irritation away in moments. “Apologies. I had no idea. Won’t you come in?”

When Dizzy offered to take Zoe’s coat, she shuffled it off to reveal a single-piece dress of deep russet orange—a shocking color given the surroundings and the lead-up.

As Dizzy hung the coat on the rack in corner of the foyer, she was treated to a whiff of the perfume Zoe hadn’t been wearing last time. “That’s, ah, quite a departure from your uniform.”

“Aye. Good autumn color, I thought. Do you like it?” Zoe asked, apparently to her own surprise as the clicking of their shoes shifted from tile to wood.

“Yes. The world could do with more color about now,” Dizzy replied.

Despite every shadow potentially containing an indignant vampire and the underside of every table a werewolf eager to prove her skill as a guardian, Dizzy led Zoe into the sitting room she’d just evacuated. It was the only one both warm and already supplied with coffee, even if it did smell vaguely of wolf.

Though not ostentatious, watching the young woman gaze about the room as if it were a castle or museum made Dizzy suddenly self-conscious. It wasn’t her desire to flaunt her wealth, but to simply create a comfortable space in which to converse, especially in the long autumn and winter months.

The woods were the same coffee-brown as all the other exposed beams and trim in the house, but the walls were a textured cream color rather than blood or leaf. Dark bookshelves loomed (or insulated, to

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