Death at the Lake by J S Peck

Author:J S Peck [Peck, J S]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780982460719
Publisher: Bejeweled Publishing
Published: 2018-09-19T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

There was no fragrance of coffee brewing wafting to greet me, so Mike obviously wasn’t home. Disappointed, I climbed out of bed and grabbed my robe. As I headed downstairs, I was surprised to see police cars next door. I exchanged my robe for my raincoat, slipped on my shoes, and went out to see what was happening. My neighbor, Ron, was standing there talking to the policemen, pointing my way. As I approached them, I called out, “Hey, Ron, what’s going on?”

“I’ve called the police because there was a disturbance here last night. On my security system, I saw someone trying to get into your house. I just showed the tape to the officers here, and it’s too blurry for them to make out who it might be. I’ll have to adjust the camera,” he added with regret.

One of the officers stepped forward and asked me, “Did you hear anything last night?”

“No, officer, I didn’t hear a thing. I immediately went to bed after work and slept straight through the night.”

“Do you always sleep so soundly, miss? If you do, you might need to step up your own security system,” he added.

“Where’s Mike?” asked Ron, interrupting us.

“He’s away on business, Ron. Nothing to worry about.”

“Humph,” was all he said in return.

“Well, folks, I guess there’s nothing more we can do here. Just remember to keep your doors and windows locked at all times. Let’s go,” he said to the other officer.

“Did you hear anything last night, Ron?” I asked when they were gone.

“Nooo. I was too tired and went to bed early as well. Actually, I slept better than I have for a while,” he added with a guilty look. “But I always check my system every morning to be sure I haven’t missed anything during the night. That’s how I saw someone had been trying to get into your house.”

“Good to know,” I mumbled before turning back toward the house.

“Too bad we couldn’t make out who it was,” Ron called after me.

I was filled with unease. The person who came to mind was the man who had chased me at the mall, the same one I’d seen along the path at Lake Las Vegas. I’d speak to Brian about it today, and maybe he and Mike could track him down.

Sweet Pea was miffed at being left behind when I went to talk to Ron. I began to explain to her why I had, and she cocked her head and watched me intently while I talked. I wondered what goes through a dog’s mind during times like this. Do they hear what we say only as noise and tone so our words sound like waah, waah, waah? I smiled at the thought.

I called to Sweet Pea and let her out the back. As I did, I looked to the left of the door and saw that one of the plants close to the window was crushed, as if someone had stepped on it. We were so dry

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