Jeepers Reapers: There Goes My Midlife Crisis by Marianne Morea

Author:Marianne Morea [Morea, Marianne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Coventry Press Ltd
Published: 2021-06-29T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

I LEFT THE CAFÉ with barely a nod. What the hell did Marcus mean? Unless I see you first. I needed to talk to someone, but the only person I had at this point was Thea, so I rushed back to the library only to find an ambulance in front of the building, and police vehicles blocking traffic both ways.

Thea and Marigold were on the library steps. Goldie was crying, her beehive hairdo quivering in time with her shaking shoulders. When she looked up and saw me, her mascara was all over her face.

“What happened?” I asked, dodging police as I ran up the library steps. “Did one of the seniors buy it in the back stacks?”

Thea shook her head. “It’s Alistair.”

I followed her eyes to the body in the street. The victim was prone, and half covered by a sheet, but I’d know Alistair’s polished Italian loafers anywhere.

“How?” My question was unnecessary, considering there was an MTA bus stopped at the curb with police questioning the driver.

“He didn’t look both ways,” Thea replied, and Marigold sobbed even harder.

“He was such a disagreeable schmuck,” she said with a hiccup,” but I didn’t wish him any ill will.”

I rubbed her arm. “None of us did, Goldie. Why don’t the two of you get your things and come home with me?”

“Can’t,” Thea replied. “The police told us we need to stay until they’ve finished their questioning, but we can come afterward.”

She mouthed a thank you, and I blew her a kiss. “You guys can crash at my place. I’ll order in Chinese, and we can talk all you want, or not at all.”

“Girl, you’d better make yourself scarce, or they’ll detain you as well.” Thea exhaled hard. “This is a fucking mess.”

Thea hardly ever swore, so I knew this had rocked her center. Hugging them both, I turned to head down the library stairs, but stopped short, not sure I saw what I saw. Alistair was front and center beside the corpse.

Could the police have gotten it wrong, and some other guy lay dead in the street? I glanced behind me to Thea, but she was still busy with Marigold.

Turning back, I caught the EMTs as they lifted the sheet for the onsite coroner, and my breath froze in my chest. They hadn’t gotten it wrong. I did.

Alistair stood next to his corpse staring at me. I blinked, but the look on my face must’ve given it away. He knew I spotted him.

This was so not good. I rushed in the opposite direction making a beeline for the sidewalk across from the scene. I needed to get home. I needed Cade.

An icy chill buffeted my back like a nor’easter, spurring me on faster. Ping-ponging left and right, I dodged people and scaffolding halfway to my house.

Muttering to myself had become a habit since this crazy invaded my life, and I was doing it again. Maybe I should’ve grabbed a cab. Nope. That was a stupid idea.

The brownstone was less than three

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