Death of a Psychic by April Fernsby

Author:April Fernsby
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cozy mystery, cozy murder mystery, culinary cozy mystery, psychic murder mystery
Publisher: April Fernsby
Published: 2020-04-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

After telling Peggy about the list of names I’d found on Erin’s computer, we headed to Montell Collins’ home. On the drive there, I told Peggy about my talk with Bonita Stevens, and how she’d made a fool of herself in front of her love interest.

“The poor girl. But she’ll get over it. We’ve all made a fool of ourselves in the name of love.” She peered through the windscreen. “Is this the right street? All the houses are boarded up. I’m presuming they’re empty. They look like they’re going to be pulled down soon.”

“It is the right address. We’re looking for number forty-eight Paradise Road. It’s down this way.”

We drove past one dilapidated house after another. Some of them had demolition notices on their doors.

“I wouldn’t like to live on a street like this,” Peggy pointed out. “Paradise Road! It looks nothing like I’ve imagined Paradise to look like. What sort of an idiot would want to stay here?”

We soon find out what kind of an idiot would stay there. Montell Collins was standing outside the door of number forty-eight. His arms were folded, and his face flushed with anger. He was arguing with a suited man holding a clipboard.

“I’m not going anywhere, I tell you!” Montell shouted, his words coming loudly and clearly through the closed windows of my car. “I won’t be moved. You can shove those demolition notes where the sun doesn’t shine!”

We stopped a few doors up and got out of the car. The man with the clipboard was trying to say something, but Montell wouldn’t listen. His arms were still tightly folded as he repeated his previous words even more loudly.

The man with the clipboard shook his head in despair. He walked over to a white car, got in and drove away.

Montell Collins grinned to himself and yelled after the car, “Don’t bother coming back! I’m not moving!”

I hated to interrupt his gloating, but I had questions for him.

Putting a smile on my face, I approached him and said, “Hello. I don’t know if you remember me—”

“From the café? Aye, I remember you. What are you doing here?”

“It’s part of a follow-up service we offer.” I’d already prepped Peggy on this lie I was using. “We’d like to ask you a few questions about the event at our café the other night. Have you got time to talk to us?”

“I’ve got all the time in the world. We’ll talk on the doorstep if it’s all the same to you. I want to keep an eye out for any more of those council numpties who might turn up. Think they can tell me to leave my home, they do. I keep telling them I’m going nowhere, and they can’t make me!”

Peggy asked him, “Is yours a council house?”

“Mind your own business.”

“If it is a council house, then don’t the council have every right to ask you to leave?” she said.

Montell’s eyes narrowed. “What’s it got to do with you?”

“Nothing. I’m just saying. There’s no harm in just saying something, is there? It’s not against the law.

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