Invitation to Murder (Book 1 in the Candlemaking Mysteries) by Tim Myers

Author:Tim Myers
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: card making, clean, cozy, crafts, elizabeth bright, female sleuth, invitation to murder, light, mystery, tim myers, traditional, virginia
Publisher: Tim Myers

Chapter 11

I stared at the wig for a minute before I could move. After fumbling around in my pocket for my cell phone, I dialed my brother’s number. “Bradford, I need you over at my apartment as soon as you can get here.”

“I’m kind of covered up right now in paperwork, Sis. Can it wait?”

“Listen,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. “I don’t want to alarm you, but something’s happened.”

“Okay, before I rush over there with my siren blaring and my gun drawn, tell me about it.”

I took a deep breath, let it out slowly, then said, “I just got home, and I found a red wig nailed to m front door. It’s just like the one I wore when we went to the house where Tina Mast was killed.”

Bradford paused a moment, then said, “It couldn’t just be some kind of prank, could it? I normally don’t like coincidences, but is there any chance it might be?”

“Maybe if that’s all there was, but there’s one other thing I haven’t told you yet. Over the wig, somebody wrote ‘I warned you’ in something that looks like blood.”

“Okay, here’s what I want you to do. Do not go into that apartment, do you understand me? I want you to go back to your Gremlin, get inside and lock the doors. Don’t move after that until I get there. Do you understand?”

“Bradford, if they could get into my apartment, they wouldn’t leave the warning on the front door. I’m safer inside than I am in my car.”

“Blast it, Jennifer, listen to me. That door could be booby-trapped. Now do what I’m asking.”

“Fine, I’ll be in my car when you get here.” After we hung up, I stared at the wig a few more seconds, then hurried downstairs to the parking lot. If the killer had meant to put me on edge, then she’d done a marvelous job of it. I rushed back to my car, got in and locked the doors. Suddenly I found myself wishing for a bigger automobile, some kind of monster SUV that might give me more protection. But the Gremlin was all I had, and it would have to do.

I kept watching my apartment door, half expecting the killer to come out at any minute after Bradford’s alarming comments, so I nearly missed it when Sara Lynn showed up with a bagful of groceries in her arms. Rolling down my window, I called out, “Sis. Over here.” “What is it, Jennifer? This bag is heavy.”

“We can’t go inside right now,” I said as I unlocked he passenger door and popped it open.

“What is it, some kind of gas leak or something?” he asked as she hurried over to me. “It’s something else,” I said. After she was safely inside the Gremlin, I locked the doors. She looked at me a second, then said, “Would you mind telling me what this is all about?”

“Somebody left me a message on my door. I called Bradford, and he told me not to do anything until he got here.

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