Paw Prints of Murder: A Cat's Whisker Café Mystery (Cat's Whisker Café Mysteries Book 3) by Bird Sarah May

Author:Bird, Sarah May
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-06-12T00:00:00+00:00

seventeen

Typical. My human asks for my help and then ignores me and the wealth of support I provide.

The red glitter is important, I’m sure of it. The dead man certainly wasn’t wearing anything like it, so it could only have come from the killer. An important piece of evidence such as that requires respect. Not to be stuffed into one’s bag for later consultation.

Also, I deserved treats for my work. Many treats.

--Thoughts from Loki

Instead of going home, I hit the bar with Nat.

I had no reason to push to the front of the queue to make my statement; the guy I would have been sharing a bed with tonight would stay out later than me anyway. So why not share a drink with a friend and speculate?

“So alcohol is forbidden?” I asked, slightly tipsy by this point.

Nat screwed her face up. “Well. No. Yes? Kind of. Frowned upon. But I grew up in Giffnock. I’ve only ever been to India about five times to meet family. I can’t say I feel a huge connection to my roots and religion. I try, but when you’re in the middle of a murder mystery, sometimes a vodka and coke hits the spot, you know?”

“Oh, I know,” I clinked my glass against hers before we drained them.

“Another?” Knitting Mary asked, not exactly sober herself.

“No, I shouldn’t. And I’m not even a tiny bit religious,” I said.

“Space for two more?” Birdy asked, pulling up two chairs for herself and Judith, who hobbled over and collapsed into one.

“How about tea instead?” Knitting Mary asked.

We all agreed that was a most excellent idea. Nat offered to go and help as it was a large round, and we all put in requests for any leftover cake that there might be.

Birdy caught my eye as she folded her coat underneath her and sat down. I had no idea why she was still wearing that indoors; she must have been stifling hot.

“That, uh, matter we were talking about earlier?” She meant the umbrella. “Is it sorted?”

“Yep. Nobody has to know.”

Birdy relaxed back in her chair with a small smile. “Good.”

“Do I want to know?” Judith asked tiredly. Her elbows were resting on her knees, and she was hunched over as if she felt faint.

“Best if you don’t,” Birdy answered.

“I’m going to prison, aren’t I?” Judith said in a flat voice. “That pig of a man is going to have the last laugh. I’ve spent all my best years living in a prison of his making, and now I’ll live out the rest of my life behind actual bars. He’ll have ruined my entire life.”

“Don’t be daft,” Birdy said sharply. “You didn’t kill him. Did you?”

“No. But I didn’t save him. Is that illegal?”

Birdy and I didn’t have an answer. Legally, I wasn’t sure where she stood. Morally, it was a horrible thing to do. But when the person in question was the husband who had been abusing you for years and who had quite possibly murdered your lover, then perhaps there was an element of moral ambiguity.

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