On the Lamb (A Kebab Kitchen Mystery Book 4) by Tina Kashian

Author:Tina Kashian
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2020-02-24T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

“Sophia lied about her alibi? Good work, Lucy!” Katie said over the phone.

“I really didn’t do anything. I asked Mac McCabe and he said she was there all night. I was lucky Candace overheard and sought me out by the ladies’ room to tell me.” Lucy had called Katie after Azad left. Eloisa had mysteriously disappeared as soon as Lucy had opened the front door and headed upstairs to her apartment. Even Cupid was quiet.

“Still, good work. We can add Sophia back to the suspect list,” Katie said.

Lucy held her cell phone as she made sure the door that led to the downstairs was firmly closed. “She was only gone half an hour.”

Gadoo came forward in a blur and started to do figure eights between her legs. She reached down to scratch beneath the orange and black cat’s silky chin, and he purred.

“It’s enough time. She’s fit enough to make that run. We saw her in yoga, remember?” Katie asked.

“How can I forget?”

“By the way, how was your date with Azad? You’re calling me so I know he didn’t come inside your apartment.”

Damn. She didn’t want to go into details. “Yeah, well, he wants to take it slow, remember?

“He wants you to be sure.”

Double damn. Katie knew her so well.

“What’s it gonna take for you to be sure?” Katie asked.

She didn’t want to talk about it. Not when her own feelings were confusing. She liked Azad. A lot. When she was with him, it felt right. But she hadn’t even been back in Ocean Crest for a year and everything was changing day by day. Kebab Kitchen was a big part of her life. She needed that stability, and the restaurant needed Azad.

“It’s not that easy. He works for me now.”

“Get over it, Lucy. Your working relationship won’t get in the way. Next time we get together, we need to talk about your issues.”

* * *

The following morning, Lucy’s running shoes pounded on the boards. She breathed in the fresh ocean air and the scent of frying bacon from one of the boardwalk restaurants that served breakfast. She spotted several bicycles and surreys with signs that read “CITTERONI’S BICYCLE RENTAL” on the back and knew Michael’s bicycle shop was picking up business as the weather grew warmer every day and it came closer to the summer season. Joggers and walkers jostled for space and maneuvered around the bicycles.

She passed a four-person surrey and smiled at the sight of a three-year-old girl sitting in the front basket. Lucy waved, and the little girl rang the surrey bell and waved back. Lucy kept going and spotted a few of the motorcycle riders jogging. Even without their Harley-Davidson leather jackets, she recognized their faces, some bearded with long hair and others smoothly shaven with trimmed cuts. Many of the women bikers ran with tank tops and capris. Many had colorful ink on their arms and legs, and Lucy suspected the tattoo parlor on the boardwalk would do a brisk business this week.

She

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