Gallows Humor by Carolyn Elizabeth

Author:Carolyn Elizabeth [Elizabeth, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781642470079
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 2019-03-13T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

“Will you relax, please?” Thayer covered Corey’s hand that was tapping out an incessant beat on the gearshift. “What are you so worried about?”

“We are about to crash the funeral of a guy I posted,” Corey replied nervously. “You don’t think that’s weird?”

“Of course, it’s weird. And probably violates half a dozen privacy laws. And it was your idea, remember?”

“Right.” Corey started tapping again. “Its just crowds of strangers make me a little uncomfortable. No one goes into my line of work because they are a people person, you know?”

Thayer pursed her lips. “Is that your way of asking me to do the talking?”

“Yes. People are drawn to you. You’re charming and beautiful and you’re sexy as hell.”

“Oh, I get it. The truth comes out. You objectify me and only want me for my body.”

“What?” Corey looked at her. “That’s crazy talk. I only want you for your money and your lake house.”

Thayer laughed and ran her hand up Corey’s thigh. “You look sexy as hell, by the way.” She inched her hand a little higher.

“Thanks,” Corey yelped and jerked the wheel. She had stared at her closet so long she felt like she was going on a date. She finally decided black jeans would not look out of place at the house of a construction foreman and a midnight blue button-down would be respectful and comfortable.

Her gaze flicked to Thayer, looking gorgeous in charcoal dress pants and a dark green blouse. “You look great too.”

They pulled onto the street in the blue-collar end of town, pickup trucks lining both sides as far as the eye could see.

“And I was worried we’d stand out,” Corey mused.

They slowly cruised past the house, a well maintained but older two-story, clusters of men standing on the front porch and across the front lawn smoking and drinking canned beer.

Thayer glanced down at her clothes. “I’m afraid that may still be the case.”

They were fortunate someone was pulling out halfway down the block and Corey easily pulled into the giant spot left behind a truck twice the size of hers. “Ready?”

“Let’s do it.”

Corey pulled the two items she had fetched from the morgue that morning, still in plastic bags, from the center console.

The humid summer air was so heavy with smoke, she tried to hold her breath as they made their way up the path to the front porch. All eyes were on Thayer with a few glances flicked Corey’s way as they walked past. Corey tensed but fortunately they had enough respect not to catcall at a memorial service. She nearly laughed, though, when she saw a young guy gearing up to whistle before he got an elbow to his ribs from his buddy. Thayer, for her part, was as cool as usual, even smiling casually at a couple men gaping at her.

Before Corey had a chance to knock the door was flung open by a woman about her age who glared past them at the men. “Those clowns didn’t give you any trouble did they?” She was blond, tiny, and very pregnant.

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