Dropped Dead Stitch by Maggie Sefton

Author:Maggie Sefton [Sefton, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-07-18T19:15:41+00:00

Kelly sipped the delicious butternut squash soup. A perfect choice for a rainy spring night. Glancing at friends around the restaurant table, she noticed no one had ordered pizza this time. It was definitely a soup and sandwich night.

“Burt told me Detective Peterson is questioning everyone again about that retreat weekend. Has he contacted you yet, Kelly?” Lisa asked before tipping back her microbrew.

Kelly took a drink of her favorite ale before answering. She figured she might as well tell the truth. Her friends would find out anyway and be annoyed if she withheld information. Might as well ease into it.

“As a matter of fact, he called this morning.”

“Did some new information turn up or something?” Marty asked after polishing off his sandwich.

“Not really. Burt told me he’d heard that Peterson reopened the investigation at the request of the medical examiner.” She tasted her soup again. Delicious. “He wants to make sure Everett’s death was accidental. Apparently he was concerned about the angle at which Everett fell off the deck.”

“What’s to worry about?” Lisa said, reaching for the baguette in the bread basket. “He was plastered and took a dive over the rail.”

“Good riddance,” Greg added, then upended his beer.

“So, what did he ask you this time?” Steve asked, taking the baguette Lisa offered. “Did you remember something that you hadn’t told him before?”

Kelly leaned back in her chair and swished her ale, watching it foam in the brown bottle. “Yeah . . . kind of.”

Steve turned and eyed her. “There’s something you’re not saying. What is it?”

Leave it to Steve. He was as bad as Burt. Both of them could tell when she was hiding something. Brother. Was she that easy to read?

Lisa leaned over the table. “Did you see something? Or someone sneaking around that night?”

“No, I didn’t see anybody sneaking around.”

“Then what aren’t you saying?” Steve probed.

“Spill it, Kelly, now you’ve got us curious,” Greg said, finishing his soup.

Kelly released a dramatic sigh, and decided to play it nonchalant. “I’d forgotten to tell Detective Peterson about the conversation I had with Everett that afternoon,” she said, trying to sound casual. “Apparently two of the ranch workers saw me talking with him and told Peterson. That’s all.” She shrugged, hoping they would buy it. They didn’t.

Steve’s hand came up in “stop” mode. “Wait a minute. You had a conversation with Everett?”

“Yeah. And it got a little heated, so those staffers thought it was a confrontation—”

Both hands up now. “Hold it. How ‘heated’ are we talking about here?”

Lisa’s eyes popped wide. “Kelly, you didn’t tell me that!”

Marty leaned on the table. “I’m curious as to why those staffers would call it confrontational.”

Kelly took a sip of ale before continuing. Fortification. If Attorney Marty was weighing in, she was in trouble. “Maybe because they heard me tell Everett to stay away from Jennifer. And if he didn’t, he’d have to deal with me.”

“Jeeeez . . .”

“Kelly, what were you thinking?”

“She wasn’t.”

“Go, Tiger.”

“Hey, guys, I was just trying to protect Jennifer, and I went a little overboard.

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