Finding Prosperity by Cherie Mitchell & David Berens

Author:Cherie Mitchell & David Berens [Mitchell, Cherie & Berens, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tropical Thrillers Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Rueben wandered over to speak to her as his partner shoved the perpetrator into the back of the unmarked police car, shoving him in amidst a flurry of discarded junk food wrappers and empty Coca-Cola cans. Prosperity had already given her statement and had been about to get in her own car and drive home but she was interested to hear what the detective had to say.

“First things first,” Rueben said, a harrumph in his voice. “You should have stayed out of this until the professionals arrived. A citizen getting involved in such affairs is never good. But since you did, I’d like to know how you managed to overcome him, Prosperity? You’re slightly built and he’s on the heavier side. It couldn’t have been an even fight.”

“Something my dad taught me.” She wasn’t prepared to give away too much, and she certainly didn’t want Rueben Jackson telling her that the Flick Trick was illegal or dangerous. She might need to use it again someday and the less people who knew about it the better.

“Right.” He waited for her to explain further and when she didn’t, he cleared his throat and moved on. “Seems it was a business deal gone wrong. Two partners who had a falling out over a lost contract and one of them decided to get his revenge. People have died for much sillier reasons in the past and they’re sure to die for much sillier reasons in the future. Lucky for us, he wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed and he made the foolish decision to hire a maid to do his cleanup.”

“Or lucky for you that I was the maid and that I recognized him again,” Prosperity said mildly.

Rueben gave her a long, hard look. “You shouldn’t have tried to approach him on your own. The police are here for a reason and the public have a responsibility to keep themselves safe.”

He was doing that hypnotic thing with his voice again. She pretended to look around for an unseen suitcase. “As you can see, I have no bags packed. Do you know why? It’s because I don’t do guilt trips.”

He ignored her sarcasm and glanced over to where she’d parked her Beetle. “Have you just finished work for the day?”

“No. I’m no longer working for Galloping Maids. That business is defunct. Done and dusted, quite literally. I’ve gone back to school and I’m studying Forensic Pathology now.” Take that, Mr. Big Shot Detective.

She wasn’t sure whether she’d impressed him or not. He studied her face for so long that she began to get a little uncomfortable. “You look kind of familiar. I swear I’ve seen you somewhere before. I noticed it when we spoke at the Seabreeze. Ever heard of a bar named Tail Spinners?”

“Uh, yeah. I worked there. Briefly.” She shifted her eyes away from his, unwilling to witness the spark of lechery that she expected to see in their brown depths.

Rueben hesitated and she thought he was about to walk away when he spoke again.

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