February Fever by Lourey Jess

Author:Lourey, Jess [Lourey, Jess]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery, february, Seattle, febuary forever, soft-boiled, Minnesota, febuary, Fiction, jess lourey, lourey, Battle Lake, Mira James, murder-by-month
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2014-12-16T08:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-SIX

CHIEF HARRIS LEFT MY cabin door open when he departed. I heard him knock on Ms. Wrenshall’s door, give her a courtesy update that was much briefer than mine, and leave Sleeper Car 11. He reappeared on the platform and approached the two officers I’d previously spotted talking. Their posture immediately straightened when he approached. He was a man who commanded respect, despite his initial “aw shucks” small-town demeanor, or maybe because of that, and maybe because he got the job done.

He was off on this one, though. I felt it in my bones, and I guessed he did, too. Something stinky had happened to Sofia Ramos. There was no reason for Aimee and her dad to disappear otherwise. And it was unlikely that the convict’s murder was connected other than coincidence. Most killers had their MO, and violent men who murdered using guns didn’t turn around and kill quietly, not leaving a mark. If Sofia had been murdered, I was confident that Lester Pimmel hadn’t done it.

“Knock knock.”

I jumped, my head swiveling to the open door. Chad, my “dance” partner last night, stood in the doorway.

“Yes?” I didn’t mean for my voice to be so sharp. Shame does that to me, and I’d just discovered that I would never again be able to look at the kid without remembering the squish-crack his privates made when I face-planted them.

“Have you heard? The train’ll be moving again within the hour.”

“Yup.” I didn’t want to encourage this friendship. He seemed like a perfectly nice kid, but I had too much on my plate already.

“Hey, I was going to ask you …”

He didn’t say anything more, just stood there with his face open. Man, does that make me crabby, when a person asks a question that isn’t really a question. Grow a pair. I stared him down.

“Well,” he said finally, glancing at his feet, “I was wondering if I could join you for supper.”

Mrs. Berns appeared behind Chad and pushed underneath his arm to enter our room. “Least you could do is say yes, Mira, after you molested him last night. Usually, it’s kosher to buy dinner before you explore a man’s crotch, but whatever floats your boat. Oh, and Doghn will be eating with us, too. He told Reed, and Reed told me. We’re on for six thirty tonight.”

This dinner was going from bad to worse. Eating with Doghn? Then I had a realization. “We can’t. Where will Jed sit?”

Mrs. Berns began rustling through her gigantic purse. “On his ass. He said the dining car is too expensive, but I think he’s got the hots for that cutie he met in Car Eight. He stocked up on sandwiches for the both of them and told me they’re going to have a picnic in a private place he found on the train. Said we’re more than welcome to join him, but I know a man making a play when I see one. So, Face Magnet,” she said, turning to Chad, “you can join us at six thirty.

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