Newborn Pixie Cozy Mysteries Box Set by Willow Mason

Author:Willow Mason [Mason, Willow]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-04T22:00:00+00:00

Brody sat up on the couch as I reached the end of my story. “I hope you passed all that information to the police.”

“While the man was still hanging around outside the pub,” I said with satisfaction. “Syd and Lucas are probably digging up all kinds of dirt in an interrogation while we speak.”

“I’m just glad they got it sorted quickly,” Muffin said as she tested the sharpness of her claws on our new lounge suite. Both Brody and I gave her a forgiving smile. A quick perusal of great aunt Esmerelda’s spell book had given me the tools to make all the new furniture cat safe.

“It’s not finished yet. They still have to go through the list of people he’s been selling to and narrow the suspects down to one.”

“But they’ve got the means to do it, and that’s almost as good,” Brody said, flicking through the television channels on mute. “Once the police have a solid lead, it’s just a matter of time until they get all the evidence they need.”

“Pfft.” Muffin shook her head. “Those are the words of someone living in fairy land, all right.”

“I’m worried,” I admitted. “What if one of those teenagers comes into our house in the middle of the night and shoves a stake through our hearts?”

“We’re not vampires.”

I gave Brody a tickle. “Anyone would die if they’re stabbed with a wooden stake. Whether we’re vampires or not is irrelevant.”

“Maybe leave some baked treats on the counter so they’ll know we’re harmless,” Muffin suggested. “Everyone knows someone who bakes can’t be evil.”

“Is that something everyone knows? Or just kittens who’d eat for all the hours under the sun if they had the choice?”

“It’s hard work being a familiar. Those burned calories have to be replaced somehow.”

“Not by me, unless you can find a magic spell that creates muffins. My home economics teacher once chipped a tooth on my scones.”

“Pixie dust is great for some things,” Brody said with a chuckle. “But I’m reluctant to sample any baking that originates from your dandruff.”

“Then, you’re up. You work in a café all day so you must have some cooking ability.”

Brody burst into laughter. “There’s no correlation between those two things. I’d probably end up poisoning us all.”

“I’m open to ordering food in,” Muffin said with panic as her anticipated supper disappeared into thin air. “We could have it here in less than an hour.”

“Fair enough. I’ll do it.” Brody pulled my laptop over and typed in a search. “Get your orders in now.”

A faint shriek came from along the road. I frowned and tilted my head towards the sound. Many of the neighbours had children and they could occasionally sound in mortal danger when they were just playing cricket.

When the sound repeated, I went outside and stared down the street, frowning. The timbre of the voice sounded older than a child. Older than me.

A woman ran from a house, careering into the road, waving her arms. “Help.”

I ran to meet her, catching her arm and pulling her back to the safety of the footpath.

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