New Year in Mystic Springs (Mystic Springs Paranormal Cozy Mystery Book 7) by Mona Marple

Author:Mona Marple [Marple, Mona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-03T16:00:00+00:00

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Christopher trampled down the stairs in a rage before anyone had time to reach for a phone or absorb what he had said.

He made a clear path, his target in his sights, and grabbed Zeb by his top.

“How could you?” Christopher’s face contorted from red to purple. Spittle flew from his mouth as he confronted his brother.

“Whoa!” Zeb called, but the grin had been wiped clear off his face.

Suddenly, Christopher swung back and his fist collided with Zeb’s cheek. He collapsed to the floor and it seemed for a moment that he was out cold.

“What on earth’s going on?” Dottie asked as she skulked in the doorway. She looked down at her injured husband with not a smidgen of compassion. “What did you mean about Lottie?”

“I meant she’s dead!” Christopher roared.

“Nobody ever died of a migraine, old chap,” Bobby said. “Calm down. What’s happened?”

Dottie shook her head and made her way up the grand staircase, two steps at a time in her haste. Zeb shook his head and slowly moved to a sitting position.

“Brother,” Zeb said. “She’s really...”

“Don’t you dare! “ Christopher erupted. He was pacing back and forth, his foot twitching to add a kick or stomp to Zeb’s pain. “You have no right!”

“Christopher, come on, Zeb would never hurt Lottie,” Grace said. She still held the tray of champagne glasses, as if whatever was happening would soon blow over and they’d get back to celebrating.

Christopher guffawed. “He was having an affair with her!”

Grace blinked at him.

“He didn’t know?” Luke whispered to Daisy, a little too loud.

“You didn’t know?” Grace asked at the same time. Her voice was almost maternal.

“Of course I - hold on. You knew? How many of you knew?” Christopher asked. Pairs of eyes around the room averted their gaze.

“If you’ve laid a finger on her!” Zeb grunted as he pushed himself off the floor to his feet. “Where is she?”

He left, followed his wife upstairs.

Connie sat awkwardly, wishing she’d gone upstairs to settle the twins with Taylor.

She grew aware of Eliza’s head shaking slowly beside her. It was impossible to say how much the woman heard, or understood.

“Two of my sons?” She asked finally. She was speaking to everyone and no-one. “Two of them taken in by that woman? I should remove them both from the Will.”

“Gran,” Rose scolded.

“What happened, Christopher?” Grace asked. With Zeb out of the way, his face was returning to a normal tone and his panting breath was calming, but he continued to pace.

“You’ll wear a thread in the rug,” Eliza muttered.

“She’s in the bath,” he said, his voice shattered with grief. “She’s just lying there…”

Connie watched as the tears overtook him. She knew better than to judge a person by their first reaction to devastating news. People were strange and they didn’t stop being strange in strange times. But Christopher’s first concern had been to hit Zeb, not seek help for Lottie. Even a man who was sure his wife was dead would still want to try and get them help, surely?

Connie crept out of the room unnoticed.

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