Inn Dire Straits by Dixie Davis

Author:Dixie Davis [Davis, Dixie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: North Carolina, Mystery
Publisher: Dusky Cove Books
Published: 2018-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

Lori reached Val’s cute bungalow with a wide porch, and she couldn’t say she was surprised to not see any cars out front. She had to assume that meant Val’s husband wasn’t home now, either.

Assuming Brett was driving his car. He didn’t have any reason to lie to Lori on the phone — he hadn’t even actually lied, just the way he’d reacted, hunting for his keys, everything said he had no idea what had happened to his car.

That probably meant he was innocent of Trey’s murder — but what if he was taking Nate’s death so hard because he’d caused it?

And if that were the case, could she really rule him out for today’s follow up crime?

Lori gathered up her offering of grits. Did detective work always have to be so mentally exhausting?

She steeled herself and hurried to the door. It couldn’t take long for the police to track down the registered owner of the vehicle. They could be here any second.

Lori knocked at the door and waited. It took a minute — a minute she didn’t have — but Brett finally pulled the door open. His hair, fashionably spiked up last night, poked in every direction in a way that was less I just woke up looking this good and more I just rolled out of bed. His wrinkled T-shirt and shorts seemed to echo the sentiment from his hair.

“Hi,” Lori said gently. “I know this can’t be easy for you. I brought you some grits.”

Brett nodded and accepted the bowl when she offered it. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” She tilted her head, trying to give him an encouraging smile. “Would you like to talk about it?”

Brett regarded her for a long moment before he finally nodded and stepped back so she could come in. The house was as neat and well decorated as ever — quite literally a place for everything and everything in its place, even if that meant every square inch of the walls was covered in trinkets and mementos. The décor was cute and cozy and matching. Val was one of those people who had everything together.

That made it a little surprising that her son seemed to be the opposite.

Lori followed Brett to the living room, with a detour through the kitchen for a spoon. Brett slumped into a brown recliner that didn’t seem to have any give. Lori managed not to cringe, though it hardly looked comfortable.

She settled on the pillowy soft couch. “So, you’d known Nate for a long time.”

Brett nodded, focused on stirring his grits. Lori managed to hold in an impatient sigh. She’d already put up with enough of her subject using the grits as a distraction or a cover.

However, Lori also had a secret weapon. People had always stopped her in the street or a shop to share their own personal sob story, but once she started looking into suspicious deaths, suddenly this quirk became one of the most important arrows in her quiver. So Lori waited for Brett to come around.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.