Framed for Murder by Cathy Spencer

Author:Cathy Spencer [Spencer, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯), Mystery
ISBN: 9781771450836
Publisher: Books for Love
Published: 2012-10-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

We were just in time to join the Saturday lunch crowd at The Diner. It had turned into a sunny spring day, and half a dozen motorcycles were parked out front. The Calgary motorcycle crowd liked to bike down on weekends whenever the weather was nice. Clive’s tractor, splattered with mud from ploughing, was parked in the prime spot just outside the door.

Inside, Mary and Judy were busy hustling food with the motorcyclists taking up half the tables. Clive was sitting on a stool by the jukebox singing along to Elvis’ “Blue Suede Shoes,” getting lots of amused looks from the out-of-towners. There was one empty table left beside Mr. Andrews, and Amy and I seated ourselves there.

Judy hurried over as soon as she was free. She had teased her long, honey-blond hair, the colour kept fresh by Amy, into an updo. Judy liked to dress western, and today she had on a green plaid shirt, jeans, and embossed leather boots. She peered at us over her reading glasses.

“How’re you doing, Anna? How’s it going, Amy? What are you two having for lunch today?”

“Hi, Judy – haven’t had a chance to talk to you for a few weeks now. Busy day today,” I said.

“Yeah, it’s a beautiful day. Can’t wait to get out of here and go for a ride myself.” Frank and Judy had a handsome Harley which they used to tour the back country roads.

We placed our order and Judy hurried away. The jukebox finished playing and conversational levels returned to normal. I looked at Amy, who was staring fixedly across the room, doing her best to ignore me. I lay my hand over her folded ones on the table top.

“Are you angry with me, Amy?” I asked.

She glanced at me before dropping her eyes. “No, I guess not, Anna, but I’ve never been so scared in my life as when I found you under that bed this morning.”

I shrugged. “Let’s try to put that behind us, okay? At least we can check Connie off our suspects list. We’re making progress,” I said with a smile, hoping to jolly her along.

“What do you mean ‘suspects list?’ What progress?” Amy demanded, looking steamed. “I thought you said you were done with this. You promised not more than fifteen minutes ago that you were never going to do anything this crazy again – remember?”

I frowned. “Well, yes I did, but I didn’t say that I’m not interested in the case anymore. That’s my ex-husband who got killed, let’s not forget, and the police think I’m their prime suspect. I can’t just walk away from it, not yet.” Amy sighed and looked away. Judy brought our milkshakes and we sipped them in silence. Our hamburgers came, and the crowd thinned out as we ate. Mary took care of the customers lining up to pay their bills while Judy joined us at the table.

“Did you hear the latest news about Henry?” she asked, dropping into a chair and stretching out her legs with a grunt.

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