If You See Kay Run: A Badge Bunny Booze Humorous Mystery (The Badge Bunny Booze Mystery Collection) (Volume 1) by Fiona Quinn & Tina Glasneck

Author:Fiona Quinn & Tina Glasneck [Quinn, Fiona & Glasneck, Tina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Lawyers & Criminals, Amateur Sleuths, Women Sleuths
ISBN: 9780998388434
Publisher: Vie La Publishing House, LLC
Published: 2017-07-28T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

I WATCHED as Kay and Dante sauntered off. From the back, they made a cute couple. He was dark and a little roguish; she was sweet and fresh, like a bowl of strawberries and cream. If I were a writer, the sight of them might just inspire a romance novel. Maybe something about a girl traveling the world and meeting the man of her dreams. Of course, Dante walking into the picture just when I was nudging Kay and Terrance back together (where they belonged) was not great timing. I’d need to talk to her about that. A serious talking-to.

I sighed and looked around to tell Twinkles about it. Twinkles wasn’t there. I called to him and went to search him out. He was in my office. In the brief moment he was out of my sight, he’d gobbled down his bowl of food and now lay on his back with his legs hanging open in the little stream of light that was put off by my desk lamp, like he hadn’t a care in the world.

I sniffed the air to see if he’d vomited up what was bothering him, but I smelled no tell-tale signs. I was distracted from my confusion by the bell jingling as the front door opened. Shoot, I hadn’t locked it.

I walked into the bar to find a woman standing next to Daphne, stroking her fingers over Daphne’s cheek. A chill ran down my spine, and I patted my pocket to make sure I had my phone on me. I turned my head to see the woman’s reflection in the mirror and realized she had tears running down her face. I didn’t know what to do. This moment seemed brimming over with emotion for the woman, and I wondered if she was mentally stable.

I sent a quick text to Peter. Can you swing by the bar now? Plz?

My movements caught the woman’s attention. She was trembling when she turned. I sent a quick glance to the office and Twinkles. I could see the tip of his pink tongue lolling out and that was about it. Well, surely if he thought I was in danger, he’d be here protecting me.

I walked behind the bar and picked up a cloth. “You look cold. Can I make you some coffee?”

She cleared her throat. “That would be nice. Thank you.”

I watched her in the mirror as I scooped the grounds and poured the water. She ran the palms of her hands over her cheeks, wiping the tears away, then lifted a leg and slid onto the stool. I’d guess she was about mid-twenties or so. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a rust-colored blouse that looked lovely with her auburn hair. She definitely wasn’t a bag-woman or anything. If she was sliding down the mental health scale, she was a high-functioning loon. Then she went back to staring at Daphne. I’ve seen a lot of mannequins in my lifetime; I’ve never seen one that made me want to cry.

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