Murder Next Door (Charlie Kingsley Mysteries Book 3) by Michele PW (Pariza Wacek)

Author:Michele PW (Pariza Wacek) [PW (Pariza Wacek), Michele]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Love-Based Publishing
Published: 2022-04-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Unfortunately, Rowena was booked for the rest of the afternoon, so I had to make an appointment for the next day. I drove Pat back to my house, as she had left her car in my driveway. After she left, I settled in, fully intending to enjoy a quiet, relaxing night.

Midnight was waiting for me on the stairs, tail twitching, clearly expecting dinner. “I haven’t even gotten my shoes off yet,” I told him. “Plus, I need a cup of tea, especially after the day I just had. You can wait a few minutes. I promise that you won’t starve to death.”

Midnight didn’t look as sure. His tail continued its impatient twitch.

“Fine,” I grumbled, padding into the kitchen. I fed him before getting the water boiling, and then set to work cleaning up after Claire and Pat. I was so tired—all I wanted to do was collapse on the couch, or, better yet, in the bathtub.

But I also needed to figure something out for dinner. Whatever it was, it needed to be fast and easy. Maybe one of the casseroles I’d made ahead and frozen for days such as this one. I opened the freezer and fished one out. Chicken, mushrooms, and rice would do nicely.

Was it just that morning I had been at Mildred’s, watching Harrison’s body being loaded into the police van? It seemed like a week ago. No wonder I was exhausted.

“The real question is, how is it all related?” I said to Midnight. He glanced up at me, blinking his green eyes. “What does a missing teenage girl and the dreadful owner of a property-management company have in common? Could this all come down to her brother holding some sort of grudge after being kicked out of his apartment? And what does it have to do with Jonas and Drake, the non-vampire? And how on Earth does Rowena the Not-So-Psychic fit into all of it?”

Midnight cleaned his whiskers as I popped the casserole into the oven.

“Maybe I need to look into a connection between Donny and Drake or Jonas,” I mused as I sat down by the table, a cup of tea in hand. “Or maybe Rowena and Donny. Or Rowena and Jonas or Drake. What do we know about Rowena, anyway? Where did she come from before she moved here?” I eyed Midnight. “Think Rowena Tanveer is even her real name?”

Midnight yawned.

“Yeah, I don’t think so, either.” I frowned. “I wonder how I could find out. Do you think she legally changed her name, or no? If she did, there would be a papaer trail. Maybe I should make a few calls.”

Midnight leapt up onto the chair next to the window, curling up in the seat.

“I know. I can’t assume she changed her name before doing my due diligence. I really wish I could figure out where she moved here from.”

Midnight fixed his green eyes on me.

“I don’t know why she bothers me so much, either. I just have a bad feeling about her.

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