Murder Can Haunt Your Handiwork (A Haunted Craft Fair Mystery Book 3) by Rose Pressey

Author:Rose Pressey [Pressey, Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2020-12-28T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

Travel Trailer Tip 14:

Use all the space, inside and out.

“What was that?” Mr. Vanderbilt asked.

“I don’t know,” I said, “but it sounded as if it came from around the side of the house. I suppose I have to check it out.”

My anxiety spiked as I moved away from the front door and over to the side of the house. I had no idea what to expect. This was making me even more afraid for Pierce. When Mr. Vanderbilt and I reached the edge of the home, I paused.

“What are you waiting for?” he asked. “Detective Pierce could be in danger.”

“What if he is in danger? How will I help him?”

“You’ll think of something,” Mr. Vanderbilt said. “Go. Do you want me to check it out?”

“What good would that do?” I asked.

I peeked around the side of the house. I saw no one out there. With adrenaline rushing through me, I eased around the side of the house and headed for the back. If I didn’t see anything back there, I would have to return to the front door and knock. I’d break the door down if I had to. How I would achieve that, I had no clue.

Once again, Mr. Vanderbilt and I reached the end of the house. As I paused, I raised my hand, instructing Mr. Vanderbilt to do the same. As if it really mattered if he walked past the edge of the house. No one would see him.

“Oh no. Not this again. You’re wasting time,” Mr. Vanderbilt said.

“Yes, I know. You told me that repeatedly.”

When I peeked around the side of the house into the backyard, I saw a man. It wasn’t Pierce, and it wasn’t Stan. Who was this, and what was he doing? Should I say something?

“Who is that?” Mr. Vanderbilt whispered in my ear.

“I wish I knew,” I said.

“Are you going to ask him?”

“I haven’t decided what I’m doing yet. Give me a second to think.”

Before I had a chance to contemplate further, the man turned his attention my way. Our eyes locked.

“Is everything okay?” he asked.

At least he didn’t come after me. I stared at the man in stunned silence.

“Ask him where’s Detective Pierce,” Mr. Vanderbilt said.

“Do you live here?” I managed to ask.

“I’m just here to trim the hedges,” he said. “Would you like me to get the owner for you?”

“Oh no, that’s not necessary,” I said.

That was the last thing I wanted. I still had to find Pierce. The man stared for a few more seconds before turning and walking over to his landscaping equipment.

“You should have told him to get the owner,” Mr. Vanderbilt said.

“Maybe I should have, but that’s neither here nor there,” I said.

I stepped back from the edge of the house. I suppose I would have to return to the front door. When someone tapped me on the shoulder, I screamed, which caused Mr. Vanderbilt to scream, too. I spun around to see who was behind me. Please don’t let it be a murderer.

“What are you doing, Celeste?” Pierce asked.

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