Pies and Potions by Pressey Rose

Author:Pressey, Rose [Pressey, Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

How could something like this have happened in Mystic Hollow? We were supposed to be a happy town and happy towns didn’t have murdered magical investigators.

The night air had been pleasant until now. Waves of magic shimmered in the air circling me. My hands felt clammy and my face flushed. I guess finding a dead man would do that to a person. A nervous vibration pulsed through me and shaking it seemed next to impossible.

Since Mystic Hollow was the size of a postage stamp, the sirens sounded quickly. Thank heavens. It seemed like only seconds passed before car doors slammed from what sounded like the front of the café.

The echoes of footfalls running hit my ears seconds later. I stood by the back door with my feet frozen, yet my whole body trembled. I turned and stared out into the opposite direction of the Dumpster. The thought of watching any longer made my stomach turn.

Sheriff Jasper appeared from around the side of the building. He looked at me, but didn’t stop as I pointed toward the Dumpster. A couple more policemen ran after him. I was pretty sure the entire force was now behind Mystic Café—not that we had a lot of police, only a handful, actually.

After a couple minutes, Sheriff Jasper approached me. His brown uniform was crisp, the shirt starched to attention with shiny collar pins and cuff links. His nametag and badge rested over his breast. He had thick dark hair, and long, full lashes outlined his gorgeous brown eyes. No wonder Mary Jane had fallen for him.

“Elly, we need to talk,” he said looking at me intently.

“Do you want to talk here?” My voice wavered.

He nodded, a frown spread across his face unlike any I’d ever seen. Talk about feeling uncomfortable. Before he opened his mouth to speak, he pulled a notepad from his pocket—all official-like. Mary Jane popped around the corner with her mouth gaping. She spotted me and ran over.

“Oh, Elly.” She held her chest. “I heard the sirens and heard they were headed for the café and I panicked. What happened?”

“Mary Jane.” Sheriff Jasper tipped his hat in her direction. She stopped in her tracks. “I’m interviewing Ms. Blair. Do you mind waiting over there?” He pointed to the other side of the lot.

She grinned, not arguing with him, which was uncharacteristic of Mary Jane. I guess being in love changed everything.

“Now, tell me everything. I’m assuming you have an explanation as to why this man is dead behind your café and why there’s a knife in his chest.” His deep brown eyes made his question warm when I felt terrified on the inside. But the subject matter wasn’t warm in the least. It was cold and harsh, and all too real.

“I don’t know why he’s here. I barely knew him.” I shrugged, then continued to pick at the imaginary loose thread on my dress.

“Did you hear anything? See anything?” he asked.

I didn’t answer, but he stared, so I knew I’d have to eventually.

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