Murder With a Psychic Touch (A Wonder Springs Cozy Mystery Book 1) by B.T. Alive & Bill Alive

Author:B.T. Alive & Bill Alive [Alive, B.T. & Alive, Bill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, psychic mysteries, cozy animal mystery, Women Sleuths, Humor, comedy, new adult, cozy mystery, amateur sleuths, small town, mountain, series
Publisher: Villette Press
Published: 2019-08-26T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

Mercifully, the sheriff had vacated my bedroom. Mr. Charm was sleeping peacefully, and the room was quiet; I could finally buckle down and review the case.

So, of course, I went to bed.

I was exhausted! There was no point trying to solve a puzzle when I could barely keep my eyes open. First thing in the morning, I promised, I’d tackle this once and for all.

But I woke up to three sharp knocks.

“It’s not even six o’clock!” I said, as I opened the door to Grandma and Tina.

Grandma sniffed. The morning light was still gray and early, but she was already coiffed, with makeup sparkling. “Yesterday, I let you sleep in. You’d had a stressful night.”

“Right,” I said. “Now I’m only being framed for murder.”

Tina gave me a sympathetic frown, but Grandma just humphed and sat in the room’s one chair. That left me and Tina the edge of the bed. I cinched my bathrobe tighter, and wished I’d taken a minute to get dressed before trying to face Grandma. The bathrobe the Inn provided to its patrons was thick and comfy, for sure, but my sole pair of underwear was drying in my tiny bathroom, and I just wouldn’t have minded an extra layer of security. If I ever had money again, I was definitely going to stock up on more than one pair.

“I have a job for you,” Grandma said.

“A paying job?” I said.

Grandma scoffed. “This is serious, Summer. A matter of life and death.”

“I thought I was already working on that,” I said. “Doesn’t Virginia have the death penalty? You gave me a week.”

“I did,” she said. “But now you’ve got until they get that vial analyzed. A day or two at the most.”

“Oh, you heard about that,” I said, with a glance at Tina. “Don’t you think I should stay focused?”

“I believe this is connected.”

“I don’t understand,” I said. “What is connected?”

Grandma hesitated. She flicked her gaze down, and twisted one of her glinting rings. “Tina tells me you’ve learned a bit more about our… gifts.”

“You mean your telepathic parrot?” I said.

Tina cringed a little, and Grandma flashed her a sharp glance. Oops.

“Look,” I said, “I came down here in the first place because some creep wilted my plant and gave me a magic rash. I’m in on the secret, okay? You can feel free to be candid.”

“I am always candid,” Grandma snapped, the lilt of her accent deepening perilously near a twang. “And the fact is, another person is going to die. Today.”

“What?” I said. “How do you know?”

“Because,” she said, with a glare that bored right to the back of my head. “I had a dream.”

“Oh,” I said.

There was a tense pause.

I was glad that Grandma didn’t also have the power of laser vision. If she had, my face might have been a puddle by now, and that would be problematic, especially with such a nice bedspread.

When it was clear that I had no intention of raising any flippant objections (such as, Are you claiming you can SEE the FUTURE in your DREAMS???), she continued.

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