Hell Hath No Fury by Annabel Chase

Author:Annabel Chase [Chase, Annabel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Palm Press LLC
Published: 2020-01-09T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I gaped at the scene in the foyer of Eloise Worthington’s house. A baseball bat lay next to Eloise’s body and shards of broken glass covered the floor. It looked like she’d tried to throw everything within reach at her attacker. I even noticed pieces of kibble mixed in with the shards. Even amidst the chaos, I couldn’t help but notice Eloise’s appearance.

“Why is she wearing a hot dog costume?” I asked.

“She was known for it,” Sean said. “I didn’t actually realize it was the same woman until I got here.”

I studied the hot dog on the floor. A yellow line of mustard ran up her middle. “She was known for dressing like a hot dog?”

“She’d wear it in front of businesses to protest stuff like poor customer service.” Sean shook his head. “I got called to the bank once to cite her for harassment.”

“Well, I have to agree with her there. The bank’s customer service is terrible.”

Sean looked at me. “She was protesting the fact that they’d run out of grape lollipops and could only offer orange.”

I stuffed my hands into my pockets and observed the dead woman. “Orange is the devil’s work.”

“You two would’ve been a nightmare together.”

I ignored him. “Are you sure it was the snake that killed her?”

He pointed to her arm. “Puncture wounds equals snake bite. Poisonous too.”

“You mean venomous.”

“Same thing,” he said dismissively.

“No, it isn’t.”

“Whatever, Professor Fury,” he scoffed. “I have a degree too, you know.”

“In massive douchebaggery?”

He glowered at me.

“Oh, that was your minor. Got it.” I shifted my focus back to Eloise. “How did you even know to come here?”

“She called to say she’d seen the snake and asked me to come,” he said. “I guess I wasn’t fast enough.” He shifted a few shards of glass with the front of his shoe.

“What ever happened to Animal Control?” I asked.

He shrugged. “They haven’t had any luck finding it. Seems smart for a snake.”

I crouched down for a closer look at the puncture wound. Sean didn’t realize that more than a snake could cause a mark like that. There was no evidence of blood and Eloise seemed to have retained hers, so a vampire was unlikely.

I returned to a standing position. “Where’s the cat? Mischief?”

Sean shrugged. “Who cares? We have a dead woman in front of us.”

I gasped. “Who cares? There’s a killer snake on the loose and that cat is the right size for a snack.”

He observed me. “Why is the cat’s fate more pressing than the woman’s?”

“For starters, the cat is still alive.” I hoped. If Mischief was anything like Grandma’s cat Candy, then she could handle herself, so maybe the cat would be okay. Then again, Eloise had a baseball bat and still ended up dead on the foyer floor. It must’ve been a sneaky snake attack. “Is there any other evidence? How did the snake get in?” It wasn’t as though Eloise would’ve invited the creature inside for tea and biscuits.

“I haven’t noticed an entry point.” Sean paled, making his freckles even more prominent.

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