HAUNTED: A Jenny Watkins Mystery by Becky Durfee

Author:Becky Durfee [Durfee, Becky]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-10-31T04:00:00+00:00

Jenny sat down on the couch next to Zack. “Hey,” she said softly.

He glanced up at her. “Hey.”

She wasn’t quite sure where to begin; the only thing she knew is that she had never felt this way around Zack before. They had always gotten along; reconciliation and apologies hadn’t ever been necessary. “I asked my mom to watch Steve for a couple of hours this afternoon. I took a good nap in the guest room.”

“I know,” he replied with a subtle nod. “I saw you.”

“I feel a lot better now.”

“That’s good.” He sounded sincere. “I’m glad you got some sleep.”

“I had an interesting vision while I was sleeping. I was able to figure out who the killer was.”

He turned to her with interest. “Really? How?”

“I saw the truck…up close. It had the name of an electrical company on the side, and it turns out our killer’s step-father is the company’s owner. He was mentally ill—the son, I mean—and he lived out in Wyoming when Seneca Lynch was killed.”

“Who?”

The disadvantage of having a spouse as a business partner became abundantly clear at that moment. Her anger at her husband had prevented her from telling her coworker about the latest advances on the case. She got him up to speed, ending the description with a request. “I was wondering if you could do a little research…find out all you can about schizophrenia, and maybe drug use, and see if anything could trigger violence.”

“Sure, I can do that,” he replied.

An awkward silence ensued; perhaps it was time to address the billion pound elephant in the room. “Just so you know, I’m not mad that you went out,” she said softly. “I’m glad you had a good time with the neighbors; I truly am.” She cleared her throat and added, “I do wish you drank a little less, though.”

“You and me both.”

Jenny smiled, but it faded quickly as she continued, “I’m sorry if I’ve been difficult to live with. I’m just so overwhelmed. Motherhood is nothing at all like I expected it to be, and I constantly feel like I’m drowning.” She looked down at her lap. “And I guess I’m a little bit jealous that you get to keep living your regular life and I don’t.”

Zack’s voice reflected a bit of shame as well. “I’m sorry I’m not helping more, but I have no idea what to do with a baby that small. Every time I hold him, all he does is cry. To me, that’s a big, fat clue that I’m not doing something right.”

“Well, then I guess we’re both doing it wrong, because he does nothing but cry for me, too.” She looked up at him with pleading eyes. “I just need a little help, Zack. I need to know that sometimes I can walk away and not have to deal with it for a little while. Right now I feel like I have to take care of the baby one-hundred percent of the time, and the thought of that completely overwhelms me.

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