Made of Steele by Susan Sleeman

Author:Susan Sleeman [Sleeman, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Edge of Your Seat Books, Inc.

“Let’s sit in my car,” Drew said, but didn’t wait for Teagan to agree before he started hoofing it across the property, his mind filled with their discovery. Kelsey had filmed the video of the sword and circle and forwarded it to Teagan’s phone. Then Kelsey shooed them out of her way, but urged them to stay close as she’d revealed more of the skull in grave number two before they’d interrupted her to shoot the video.

He climbed behind the wheel, and Teagan joined him inside.

He faced her. “You want some heat to chase out the damp chill?”

“I’m good, but feel free to turn it on if you want.”

He cranked the engine and pumped the heat. He wasn’t overly cold, but he figured she could be, and she didn’t want to be considered a prima donna. She would’ve learned early on in law enforcement that she had to go out of her way not to appear soft around her male co-workers. They needed to know that she had their backs, and she would’ve made sure not to even hint at needing special treatment because she was a woman.

He took off his cap to scratch his head. “The sword and circle could be a religious thing, I suppose. I know the Contis go to mass every week at St. Michael’s Catholic Church in Portland. It was originally founded by Italians, so maybe their family has always attended there. Rossi could be a member too, for all I know.”

“I’ll ask Nick to look into it. I’ll send the pictures and video for him to investigate too.” She took out her phone.

She concentrated on her screen, the light cutting though the shadows of the hazy day. The tip of her tongue poked out the left side of her mouth, and she looked as adorable as a cute puppy. He felt a chill inside from finding the graves, circle, and sword that the heater would never warm, but seeing her adorable look helped. And seeing her dangly earrings with tiny Christmas tree lights reminded him of the real Christmas and to trust God in this and every situation.

“There.” She tapped the screen and looked up. “Sent.”

“I wish everyone in law enforcement could afford Nick’s services.”

“He would be stretched way too thin, and then you’d have the same problems of delays as you already face.”

“Yeah, it’s just.” He shrugged. “Like so many professions right now, law enforcement is struggling to find qualified workers.”

“Makes me feel guilty that I left, but I had no choice after Thomas was murdered. As the oldest, I was the most likely one to take over the company. Not that Londyn is much younger. But she loves being a detective, and I didn’t love it as much.”

Her phone sounded a sharp ding. “It’s Nick. He’s on it.”

Drew nodded. “We can’t leave this up to him. We have to try to figure it out too. We have four graves. A sword. A circle. Maybe the burial has something to do with the Contis’ and Rossi’s Italian background.

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