Fey_A Doyle Witch Cozy Mystery by Kirsten Weiss

Author:Kirsten Weiss [Weiss, Kirsten]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: witch cozy mystery, supernatural suspense, paranormal mystery, amateur detective, Occult, Paranormal Romance, Mythology, fairy tales, female sleuth
Publisher: misterio press
Published: 2018-10-28T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

“Jayce!” Brayden squelched across the sodden lawn. Blue and red lights cascaded weirdly over the front of the Tudor mansion. Neighbors stood on their doorsteps and hugged themselves, silently watching the deputies. On the opposite side of the street stood another couple, out of place and jarring — Mrs. Raven and Mr. O'Hare.

I shuddered and looked away.

Beneath her broad-brimmed hat, Sheriff McCourt shot me a stony look. “You know how this looks.”

The muscles in my shoulders bunched. “I know.”

The sheriff glanced at Brayden and sighed. “Talk to him. Then we're going down to the station.” She walked away to speak to two deputies.

I swayed, surprised. She was going to let me talk to Brayden before hauling me in for questioning? That was unusually decent.

Had she planted a bug on me or something?

Brayden stopped in front of me and glowered. The emergency lights streaked across his chiseled face, making the stony planes gargoylesque. “What happened?”

“I was walking—”

“What really happened?”

I glanced at the sheriff.

Brayden took my elbow and drew me further away from the milling deputies. We halted beside a juniper bush. My boots sank into the churned ground.

“You told me there was magic,” he said quietly. “We both know you didn't just stumble across a murder. The sheriff will never believe you did. You didn’t get to finish when we were speaking on the phone. So, tell me now, before we lose our chance. What happened?”

“The virikas,” I said, miserable. “I saw them near Antoine's and followed them here.”

“The virikas,” he repeated.

“They hunt death. They mass around the dying. I thought, maybe, I could stop whatever was about to happen. I thought I could help.”

“And why,” he ground out, “didn't you get me? I was right inside Antoine's. I’m an EMT.”

“You've made it pretty clear you don’t want anything to do with magic.”

“For good reason. It's dangerous.”

“Would you have tried to stop me from coming? Or would you have come with me?”

He didn’t say anything for a long time. “I guess I deserved that.”

“It’s not about…” I shook my head. “Things were happening fast. I made a decision. I guess it was the wrong one.”

“Jayce, didn't you wonder what might have happened if a murderer was here when you arrived? How exactly did you expect to stop a death?”

“I don't know!”

He cursed. “You should have come to me.”

“Really? Because I see how you act around Karin.”

“Karin?” His head drew slightly back.

“Like she's some sort of dangerous lunatic.”

“You have to admit—”

“No, I don't. There's nothing wrong with Karin. Something happened to her. I didn't want to believe it at first either, because it meant…” It meant the dark magic that had hurt Brayden so badly was still in action. “Because it meant Doyle hadn't changed.”

He clawed a hand through his curling, black hair.

“I'm sorry I wasn't honest with you,” I said. “It was a chicken shit thing to do.”

A tendon bulged in his neck. “And the bruise?” he pointed at my forehead.

“Someone broke into Ground the other night and banged my head against the wall to escape.

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