Murder in Twilight Cove (Dean Steele Mystery Thriller Book 11) by A.J. Rivers

Author:A.J. Rivers [Rivers, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.J. Rivers
Published: 2024-10-28T00:00:00+00:00

The drive is uneventful. I listen to a couple of episodes of the podcast Sam has been devouring and has been trying to get Emma into. She convinced me I needed to listen to it, and now I’ve gotten invested. Beside me, Xavier stitches away, occasionally responding to the podcast as if he’s chatting with the presenter.

As we get into the town of Devlin, I pay closer attention to the directions on my GPS so I can find my way to the warehouse where Oliver works. I notice a convenience store on one side of the road and pull over. Parking in a spot near the door, I take my phone off the holder attached to the dashboard.

“Want to go in and grab a snack or anything?” I ask Xavier.

“Yes.”

“All right. I’m going to message Oliver to give him another chance to talk to me before we go to his workplace. I’ll meet you there in a minute. You good?”

“Yep.”

He looks at the door, and I know he’s trying to see through the glass so he can get some of the layout of the store before going inside so he is more confident walking in alone. He takes off his seat belt emphatically and walks inside.

I send another message to Oliver’s social media letting him know that I really need to talk to him and that it’s important he gets back to me quickly. I wait for a few moments to see if he’ll see the message. The confirmation pops up, but there’s no response. Taking that as an answer in and of itself, I make my way into the store to get a drink.

I find Xavier standing in front of the slushy machine. He’s gripping a cup close to his chest, his eyes sweeping back and forth across the flavors listed on the machine. I notice there is already a layer of white slushy in the cup.

“X?”

“Which is more appropriate—piña colada followed by banana for fruit salad adjacency, or cherry for proper completion of cocktail mimicry?”

“I would do banana. Go tropical with it.”

He nods and steps up to the machine to add the new layer to his slushy. I go beside him to the drinking fountain and fill a cup, then peruse the offerings in a display of hot food at the front of the store. Xavier comes up beside me, and we choose a couple of items.

“Did he answer?” he asks.

I glance down at my phone to check and shake my head.

“No. He’s seen the message but hasn’t said anything. That tells me I’ve been given an invitation to visit.”

We go through a self-checkout station and return to the car. I go over the next few directions on the GPS screen to give me an idea of where I’m going. The drive to the warehouse is another ten minutes down the road, and when we turn into the lot, I see a guardhouse just before the entrance to the parking lot. I worry that we might have come

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