Halfway Drowned (Halfway Witchy Book 4) by Maggert Terry & Maggert Terry

Author:Maggert, Terry & Maggert, Terry [Maggert, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-10-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Kinda Tall, Kinda Mean

Officer Domari cornered me just as I was taking a massive swig of my iced coffee, made sweet enough to leave my teeth squeaky. Right up until I saw her athletic figure loping toward me, it had been the kind of morning I would write poetry about, if I ever decided to punish the world with my prose. I had the day off. I was fully caffeinated. I was topped off with a full morning of Wulfric, and the sun was shining bright over the lake.

Then Domari drew up to me and cocked her head like a hyena considering a wounded zebra. She had an air about her that hovered between mean and aggressive, her blue eyes like chips of glacial ice, cool and unmoving.

“Yes?” I asked, neutral but inwardly seething. I hadn’t forgotten her tone with Gran when the ship popped out of the water, upending my summer.

“You’re?” She asked, leaving the question dangling. It was intended to assert her will over me, but it flopped. It was an old cop trick that I’d seen before--in real life, not on some show, and it got under my skin like a worm.

“Drinking coffee. What are you doing?”

“Looking for Carlie McEwan, which is you, and trying to avoid wasting time, which makes me angry.” She raised a brow as if to announce some minor victory.

“Congratulations, detective. What do you want?” I sipped my coffee again, if only to break up the pause. She was quite still despite the bustle of the day. I didn’t like the feel of it.

If she was angry, she didn’t show it. “Dr. Delacourt thinks you might have some input on our situation.”

I looked down at the ground for a second, letting my thoughts congeal. There are certain things I can’t tolerate. Fat-free mayo, wet socks, and coy questions from outsiders is a good start of my list, but I reserve the right to expand it as I see fit. Domari was intentionally leading me with clipped questions designed to put me in an inferior position, but she did so missing some critical facts of her own.

I was a McEwan woman, on my own land, and standing in the sun watching my town flow around me like a stream. I had nothing to fear, least of all a vague officer type who clearly overestimated her ability to intimidate people.

At the least, she misjudged me. That meant she was uninformed, and it was my duty to help her.

“You scolded my Gran like a kid, and I won’t forget it. You’re looming over me like that’s going to scare me, but I’ve been this height since eighth grade, so that isn’t going to work. I don’t like your anger, and you can’t look around without sneering at the people who make up my life. Now you want me to help you because you’re scared that you can’t do your job. How’s that so far?” I peered up at her. The sun was bright, and tears winked in the corners of my eyes from the intense golden light.

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