Familiar Spirits (Twilight Hollow Witchy Cozy Mysteries Book 1) by Sara Christene

Author:Sara Christene [Christene, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vulture's Eye Publications
Published: 2020-10-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

I sat in Logan’s unmarked car with my boxed up burger in my lap. His attention was on the road, though we were only going about twenty miles per hour. I could have cut the tension with a knife. The sun was beginning to set, casting the neighborhood in shades of pink and orange.

I jumped when Logan finally spoke. “I’m assuming it’s no coincidence you ended up at the same tavern Neil frequented.”

I gnawed my lower lip. “There aren’t many places to get a good burger in town.”

He laughed and shook his head, relaxing his shoulders a bit. “You may as well tell me what you learned.”

I lifted a brow. “Oh really? You want my help?”

“Another perspective on the case is welcome, especially when you’ve already paid the price of endangering yourself.”

I rolled my eyes. “The woman who worked for Neil recognized Max tonight. She claimed Neil owed her five weeks of pay. She also claimed that Neil hit on her before, and that her boyfriend at the time, Blake Monroe, set him straight. Which is odd, considering Sasha told me Blake had been involved in one of Neil’s money-making schemes. Then there’s Desmond. He told us he hadn’t seen Neil in months, but Mary said Desmond had come to the shop to argue with Neil shortly before his death.”

“Does this Mary have a last name?”

I stared at him for a moment, trying to judge his expression, then smiled. “Could it be I have discovered information you didn’t already know?”

“Legally Neil had no employees. He must have been paying Mary under the table, so no, I didn’t know she existed.”

“He was also paying her below minimum wage. She’s supposed to call Max tomorrow, I’m sure he could get her information for you.”

We pulled up to my house. Logan shut off the engine. “I’ll wait out here until the officer arrives.”

I stared at him. “You know, you’re not very good at saying thank you.”

His smile was a brief flicker in the growing darkness. “Neither are you, Ms. O’Shea.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “You may as well come in until the officer arrives. If you don’t, Luna will just come back out here and drag you by the collar.”

Now it was his turn to stare. “Seriously?”

“Seriously. And haven’t you heard, it’s bad luck to cross Luna O’Shea. Now let’s go.” I lifted my boxed up burger from my lap and opened the door.

The chilly night air clamped around me as we exited the car, and I realized I’d left my coat in Max’s Jeep. We walked up the driveway and went through the unlocked front door to find Callie and Luna curled up on the couch with a massive bowl of popcorn between them. Spooky was curled up on the other side of Luna. A rom-com played on my small TV.

My sisters looked up, both with green clay face masks and braids in their hair.

“Why hello again, detective,” Callie said, not embarrassed in the least.

Luna stretched out her sweatpants-clad legs, crossing her ankles on top of the coffee table.

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