Murder on Tap by Emily James

Author:Emily James [James, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cozy, Crime, Fiction, Mystery & Detective, Thriller, Women Sleuths
ISBN: 9781988480497
Google: JhxXzgEACAAJ
Publisher: Amazon Digital Services LLC - KDP Print US
Published: 2021-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

12

Over dinner at A Salt & Battery, I confessed to Mark how I’d spent my day and flashed him my best don’t-be-mad smile. “I don’t know how to pass the information on to Chief McTavish, but I feel like I should.”

I munched another “chip” from the plate of my favorite fish and chip dinner. The restaurant was so busy tonight that we’d had to wait nearly twenty minutes for a table.

Mark rubbed the space between his eyebrows with his pointer and middle finger. “It’s going to be Alderaan versus the Death Star when he finds out you’re investigating this.”

Lovely. “I don’t suppose I’m the Death Star in that analogy.”

Mark’s dimple peeked out seemingly against his will. It vanished equally as fast. “You do need to tell him, though. It’ll be safer for the police to conduct the rest of the investigation.”

I added overprotective to my mental list of Mark’s major flaws, right after jealous.

After I told my mom that Mark and I were dating, the only thing she’d said other than “a doctor is a good choice” was that I should make note of all Mark’s flaws so I’d be going into any commitment with all the facts. Then if we got married, I should only pay attention to his strengths and good qualities from that point on. Essentially, my mom’s recipe for a happy marriage was go in with your eyes open and then close them.

In hindsight, that explained a lot about how my parents, both competitive high-achievers with questionable ideas about morality, had stayed happily married for nearly thirty-five years.

“He’s going to feel like I intentionally found a way to circumvent his orders. He already thinks I’m a menace.”

“Does it matter what he thinks?”

Aside from the fact that I wanted everyone to like me, it shouldn’t have mattered. Shouldn’t have being the key part of that phrase. “I guess not, but as a lawyer, having a good working relationship with the police doesn’t hurt.”

My parents’ relationship with police had always been confrontational. Perhaps that was unavoidable as a defense attorney.

Mark’s eyebrow shot up into a facial question mark. “I thought you didn’t want to be a lawyer.”

I didn’t want to be a defense attorney like my parents, and I didn’t want to practice the kind of law Tom McClanahan practiced, spending his days writing wills and contracts and dealing with property sales. And prosecuting attorneys had to make their case in court. My public speaking skills weren’t going to magically improve after all these years.

I jammed an oversized bite of fish into my mouth. Directly across from me, a uniformed officer came through the front door, shaking snow off his jacket. Shortly after I dropped Amy back off at home, winter had decided it wasn’t going to go quietly.

The officer took his hat off, revealing a shock of red hair.

“Speak of the…” I couldn’t really call an officer of the law a devil.

Mark looked back over his shoulder and raised a hand in greeting. Chief McTavish nodded in return and headed for the take-out counter to our left.

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