Plymouth Undercover by Kelley Pamela M

Author:Kelley, Pamela M. [Kelley, Pamela M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781953060228
Amazon: B095NF2WV3
Goodreads: 58140039
Publisher: Piping Plover Press
Published: 2021-05-22T07:00:00+00:00

Emma supposed that Mickey was right and they should do a more formal interview with Brady. Because she knew him, she agreed to make the call to ask if they could come out for a chat. Mickey had already called Peter, and he agreed to talk to them but wasn’t available until the end of the week. Emma knew that Brady wasn’t traveling this week, as she’d seen him heading out to the gym that morning.

He answered on the first ring and sounded amused when she asked if she and Mickey could come out and talk to him about Nancy.

“Sure, I have nothing to hide. Happy to help. I’m working at home all week. Swing by this afternoon if you like.”

“Will do. Thanks, Brady.” She ended the call and turned to Mickey, who was openly eavesdropping.

“What did he say?”

“He said he’d be happy to chat with us. We can stop by this afternoon.”

“Excellent.”

Mickey got through to Sheila at the law office and she agreed to meet with him Friday afternoon and also scheduled fifteen minutes for him to speak with Justin, too.

“It’s probably best if I go alone, since you temped there and all,” Mickey said.

Emma nodded. “Right. Rachel said there might be another assignment coming up either this week or next. Just a few days, so that might be a good idea, too.”

“Can’t hurt. Especially if it does turn out to be Sheila’s husband—you might pick up something that they don’t reveal in my conversation. Maybe you should suggest after-work drinks one day,” Mickey suggested. “A little liquor loosens lips. Or so they say.”

“Are you speaking from experience?” Emma laughed.

“Well, not personal experience. I don’t ever have more than one drink. But more than once I’ve had conversations in bars with subjects, and once they have a few drinks, they sometimes share quite a bit.”

“Maybe I should pick up a six-pack of beer on the way to Brady’s?” Emma joked.

“Not a bad idea, if it wasn’t early afternoon,” Mickey agreed.

After a quick lunch, Emma’s mother headed off to teach an afternoon yoga class and Mickey and Emma went to visit Brady.

White Horse Beach was quiet when they walked down the long wooden walkway along the sand that led to their cottages. It was a Tuesday, and everyone was at work. Mid-May was still too early in the season to be very busy with tourists. They parked in Emma’s parking spot in the lot just off the street, and Emma noticed that Brady’s car was there too. When they reached his cottage, his back door was open a crack and Emma saw Oscar saunter by. He glanced at them, twitched his tail and turned toward the beach. Emma wondered if he’d just left Brady’s house. Maybe he was Brady’s cat.

Mickey knocked on the door and they waited. A moment later, a voice hollered for them to come in. Emma opened the door and stepped inside. Brady’s cottage was a mirror image of hers. It was the same layout and size, just decorated differently.

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