Hark! A Homicide by Tricia L. Sanders

Author:Tricia L. Sanders [Sanders, Tricia L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-16T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

A storm front had moved in by the time I made it home. The sky was leaden, and fresh snow had started to fall.

Mo was pacing when I walked in. “I’ve been worried about you. It looks bad out there.”

“The roads are still okay. I passed a couple of snow plows on my way home.” I removed my boots and hung my coat on the peg by the backdoor.

“Where’s the paper?” Mo asked, peering into the sack from the Double L.

I scooted the bag in front of me and took out the chili and Mezo’s coconut cake. “Oh, I knew I forgot something. I can go out after dinner and get one.”

Mo pulled two bowls from the cabinet. “No way. The weather’s not getting any better. I’ll call Cora at the station and see what she knows.” Mo flipped open the takeout box that held the cake. “Mmm, that cake smells delicious. Maybe we should start with dessert first.”

I swatted his good arm. “No way. You want your chili now or you want to wait a bit?”

“Save it until the news comes on. We can eat in the living room.”

“We’re not doing any such thing. We eat at the kitchen table. We’re not a couple of couch potatoes.” Ha! I ate my lunch in the living room every day while Mo was at work so I could watch my soaps. But he didn’t need to know.

“Well, okay Miss Grouchypants. Let’s eat now so I can watch the news afterward. I feel like I’ve been cut off from civilization. I gotta get a handle on what’s going on—see if they’ve identified the elf or retrieved the footage from the security camera. I need to know who was in that Santa suit.” Mo eased himself into a chair with a long sigh. “After dinner, I’m gonna call Jason again. I’ve left two messages on his cell and one at the sheriff’s department, but he hasn’t called me back. Not sure what’s up with that kid.”

Mo called everyone under the age of forty kid. Jason Blank was the newly elected sheriff of our county—an outsider, but one of the good guys. He’d turned thirty-eight his last birthday and still had a couple years before Mo would consider him a guy instead of a kid. Jason and Mo had a good working relationship. I knew Mo would get more frustrated as the case lingered. He hated feeling helpless, and I hated feeling like I had to be a mother hen, but I had no choice. At least, until this case was put to rest. Or Mo had recovered, whichever came first. I was hoping for the first. I did not look forward to endless weeks of Mo trying to insert himself in the middle of this investigation when he needed to be concentrating on getting well.

“Put that out of your head. Jason’s on top of it.” I felt bad not telling Mo that Billy Craighoff had been identified, but it would only ramp up his determination to get to work on the case.

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