Murder Can Confuse Your Chihuahua (A Haunted Craft Fair Mystery Book 2) by Rose Pressey

Author:Rose Pressey
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2020-04-27T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

Watch your body language. People might misinterpret your actions. Don’t shout or be too quiet either. It’s best not to arouse suspicions.

Darkness had fallen over the craft fair. Instead of hiding out in my trailer because there was a killer on the loose, I decided to go out into the scary world and hunt for him. At least, I didn’t go to the river. I wasn’t that crazy. However, I had decided to visit Madame Gerard. I knew that she accepted customers until nine-thirty. It was nine now. If I hurried, I could get there before she closed. Somehow, I’d convinced Sammie to tag along. I hadn’t wanted to go alone, and having Ama with me wasn’t enough. Everyone else would still think I was alone. I felt safer if people saw me with someone.

Sammie had left the craft fair this afternoon, but she had agreed to come back, picking me up in the church’s parking lot. As I walked toward the lot, every rustle of a leaf or chirp of a cricket made me antsy. As I hurried toward the spot where Sammie was supposed to meet me, I held Van in my arms. He’d walked on his leash for a short distance, but he’d decided he’d rather I carry him.

Unfortunately, Sammie’s car wasn’t there when I arrived. I hoped I didn’t have to wait long for her. A few cars were parked around the lot, but there were no people. It felt as if someone watched me as I stood there. I peered around to see if maybe I was missing someone, but I still saw no one around. I pulled out my phone and sent Sammie a text message.

Where are you? It’s scary out here.

I’d barely hit SEND when I spotted her car pull into the parking lot. I released a deep breath. Thank goodness, she’d shown up. When she pulled up, I hopped in right away.

She checked her phone and read my text. “It’s scary out here? Maybe you should think about that before you decide to play detective and get me involved too.”

“I took that into consideration,” I said.

“Yet it didn’t stop you,” Sammie said as she took off across the lot.

“You’d think it would, but it didn’t.”

Sammie still hadn’t seen Ama, which surprised me a bit since I knew Sammie had seen a ghost before. Ama sat in the middle of the back seat and leaned forward so she could hear our conversation. I checked the time on my phone. It was now eight minutes after nine, and we still had a five-minute drive.

“We have to hurry if we want to get there before she closes,” I said.

“What made you decide to see the psychic tonight?” Sammie asked as she pulled out onto the street.

“Just a feeling, I guess. Something was drawing me to her,” I said.

“You’d better hope she feels the same way or she won’t be happy with this last-minute visit,” Sammie said as she sped through a yellow light.

“You’re telling me.

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