Goody Goody Gunshots by Carter Sammi

Author:Carter, Sammi [Carter, Sammi]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery & Detective, Women Sleuths, Fiction
ISBN: 0425223329
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2008-04-15T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Outside the bank I stood for a minute in the gathering dusk, watching streetlights blink on and the tiny white lights in the trees along Prospector Street turn the old mining community into a fairyland—as long as I didn’t look too closely. There were a handful of reasons why I should have just walked across the street and gone home, but Chloe had touched a match to my already smoldering curiosity. I was dying to know what Quentin Ingersol would have to say about his association with the dead man, and I was almost positive that I’d never find out unless I asked for myself.

I checked my watch and realized with disappointment that the real estate office would be closed by now. I had no idea if Quentin would even agree to talk to me, but I probably stood a better chance of getting to him if I showed up during regular business hours.

Forcing myself to do the right thing, I spent the rest of the evening balancing Divinity’s checkbook while Max chewed on a hunk of rawhide bone. I climbed into bed before the nightly news was even over, but I kept reliving my conversation with Elizabeth, remembering John Doe’s eyes as he looked at me through the windshield, and wondering who had been out at Hammond Junction with him that night. Dwayne seemed easily capable of murder, but his only link was proximity to the Junction. Kerry seemed connected, but I had no clue what his motive would be. And Quentin Ingersol . . . I tried telling myself that John Doe was probably just a client, but if that was the case, why hadn’t he come forward to identify him?

I have no idea what time I finally fell asleep, but I woke the next morning to clear blue skies, springlike weather, and a town full of long faces brought on by the realization that the ski resorts probably wouldn’t open for Thanksgiving.

The morning flew by in a flurry of phone calls and paperwork. I even finished the centerpieces for Richie and Dylan. At a few minutes after eleven, I left Divinity for lunch and set off down the stairs that would take me down the hill to Ski Jump Way. Five minutes later, I opened the door to the small first-floor office of Big Horn Real Estate.

A young woman who looked familiar sat behind the reception desk just inside the building. Her dark hair and wide, almond-shaped eyes blended with her deep olive complexion to hint at an exotic ancestry. The nameplate on her desk said Elena Whitehorse, but that didn’t help me place her.

She smiled as I came inside. “Good afternoon. Can I help you?”

“I hope so. I’m looking for Quentin Ingersol. Is he in?”

She nodded and lifted the receiver from her phone, then waited with one finger poised over the keypad. “Who should I tell him is here?”

I couldn’t believe my luck. Maybe things were finally looking up. “My name is Abby Shaw.”

“Are you a client?”

“No, but this won’t take long.

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