Once Upon A Ghost: Murder By Design (Book 3) by Erin McCarthy

Author:Erin McCarthy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SilverHart Publishing

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Marner agreed to hang back when we went to meet Cezar’s son. After getting the info from Cezar, I had called Slade Wozniak and arranged to meet him at a coffeeshop in Tremont, near where he lived. He had sounded impatient with me on the phone, like he didn’t understand why I didn’t just leave the key at the lake house, but I explained I hadn’t been able to get in touch with Cezar in three days. He grudgingly agreed to allow me to deliver it to him at the coffeeshop where his girlfriend worked. Which was interesting, because Cezar thought he was single.

It became obvious why it was probably a secret when I saw a junior version of Cezar, sans the belly, leaning over the counter talking to a woman who was twice his age. She gave him a quick kiss and went back to work, giving a laugh that was throaty and mature and sexual. A laugh can sound that way, trust me. And only women over forty know how to do it. I wondered if at thirty-nine a switch would flip and I would magically understand how to be seductive, a genuine femme fatale.

Then again, I had the infamous “bend and snap” a la Legally Blonde in my arsenal, which was more my style. It worked on Marner, so whatever.

Damn it, I needed to focus. That was the problem with dating again. I felt like I was wandering around in a dreamlike state with a silly smile on my face. I needed to snap out of it. Marner sat down at an empty table and said, “This should be quick. He doesn’t look interested in chatting.”

I had to agree. I headed to the counter. “Slade?” I asked as I approached him.

He eyed me up and down, and seemed to find me lacking, especially in the chest area. “Yeah, I’m Slade. You Bailey?”

He sounded like Cezar. It was bizarre. “Yes. Thanks for meeting me.”

He grunted. He didn’t offer me a seat at the table he was standing next to, or a coffee. He didn’t even offer me a smile. I thought he was lacking in the charm that made Cezar amusing despite his irritating qualities. I had almost learned to like Cezar. I wasn’t going to warm to Slade any time soon.

“So you got the key?” Slade asked.

Right to the point. Okay then. I pulled it out of my purse and handed it to him. “It’s for a storage unit, like I said. I just thought it was really weird that it was in the middle of the living room floor when it wasn’t there last time I was in the house. Plus, your father isn’t returning any of my calls. Have you heard from him?”

“Maybe he just doesn’t want to talk to you.”

My jaw dropped. “Maybe. You’re welcome.” I turned on my heel and stomped off. “What a jerk,” I seethed to Marner as I plunked down across from him. “Nobody needs to be that self-important when they’re wearing a silk shirt at eleven in the morning.

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