Falling for the Gravekeeper by Showalter Gena & Monroe Jill

Author:Showalter, Gena & Monroe, Jill [Showalter, Gena & Monroe, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Mystery, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781957489032
Amazon: B0BFVLZ9NC
Goodreads: 63538572
Publisher: Author Talk Media LLC
Published: 2023-03-27T07:00:00+00:00

Conrad: Do we know the make and model of the second car yet?

Hightower: Nothing so far. Techs think the pattern will be too difficult to properly identify.

He huffed a breath.

“Anything else, agent?” Holmgren asked, a bit impatient.

He pulled from his thoughts and prepared to respond, but the front door of the building swung back, allowing a brighter beam of light inside—Jane appeared in the center of it, and the words died on his tongue.

Punch. Conrad’s mind blanked. She wore a tight black dress that conformed to her curves. Hair like rich brown silk curled more than usual. She’d pinned back the sides. Beau towered behind her, clearly uncomfortable in a white button down and slacks.

Wide eyed, the beautiful gravekeeper who believed in mysterious curses peered around the lobby—her jaw slackened when she spotted Conrad.

His synapsis started firing again, and he arched a brow at her. Caught her investigating red handed. But it wasn’t anger or worry he experienced. Oh no. He was a starving man who’d just discovered an all you can eat banquet.

“Agent?” Dr. Holmgren prompted.

He forced himself to look away from Jane, to pretend he was back to business as usual. He refocused on the doctor in front of him, but kept the brunette in his periphery. “I have one more question for you.”

Beau bent his head to say something to Jane. Whatever it was thrilled her. A smile, somehow both innocent and calculated, bloomed over her face, and the two broke apart, heading in separate directions. She plans to play a game of cat and mouse with me.

Bring it. This cat had rabies.

“Excuse me,” he muttered. He trailed Jane to the hors d’oeuvres table but circled her rather than approach as she twice sampled something from every dish. Had she forgotten her mission already?

Ready to strike, Conrad moved in. Midway, Beau stepped into his path. As expected.

“Just let her have her fun,” the other man griped. “She’s not hurting anything.”

“I will never put her amusement before her life. Right now, a murderer who traipsed all over her property remains at large.”

“She isn’t in any danger when I’m there,” the vet bragged, and Conrad believed him.

Still. “Don’t be a child, Harden. You can’t be there all the time, nor can you control everything.”

The other man snorted, offering his first show of humor. “Neither can you, Ryan. Not when that everything is Jane Ladling.” With the semblance of a smile, he walked away.

Surveilling Jane once she finished snacking was easy. She made several sweeps around the room, inserting herself into conversations and—nope, not finished snacking, after all. She pilfered food from the snack table between visiting with guests. Approaching her, however, proved impossible. Anytime he attempted to close in, Beau interfered.

When Conrad spotted his prey, err, protectee, chatting with people signing a guest book, he aimed straight for her. No sign of the–nope. Spoke too soon. Beau planted himself in Conrad’s path.

“Nice weather,” the other man offered.

Conrad ditched him and awaited another opportunity to strike. As Jane conversed with

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