Sabotage at Somerset: A charmingly fun paranormal cozy mystery (Oxford Key Mysteries Book 4) by Lynn Morrison

Author:Lynn Morrison [Morrison, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Marketing Chair Press
Published: 2021-01-29T22:00:00+00:00

The restaurant hostess leads us to a picnic table in the garden and hands us a stack of menus, daily specials, and wine lists. Overlooking the River Thames, every table in the garden is taken. The gentle lapping of the water melds with the hum of conversation, creating a relaxing soundtrack for our evening meal.

Kate flips through the menu, her sleek, dark hair reflecting the deep red tones of the evening sun. "Shall we start with a pitcher of Pimm's and some appetisers? I'm not in any rush."

"Sounds good to me. Now that I've finished filming my scenes, I feel like a small celebration is in order."

We flag down a passing waiter and place our order, sighing with relief when he returns moments later with two icy glasses and a tall pitcher, fresh fruit floating atop the amber liquid. As the first sip goes down, I'm reminded why this is practically the English drink of choice for a hot summer's day. It is at once both refreshing and soothing, with only a hint of the spicy gin at its core.

"Tell me about the house," Kate orders as we nibble on a bowl of crisps. "Are you nearly done with the remodel?"

"We're getting there, but every time I think we're close to being done, there is another decision to be made or another construction delay." I take another sip of Pimm's to settle myself. "On the positive side, my Uncle Harold's partner Dominic has offered to help with the interior design. You haven't met him yet, but I'm positive you two would be thick as thieves together. His eye for art is legendary."

"Really?" Kate drawls. "Then you absolutely must arrange for an intro. I've been wanting to change a few things at my place; perhaps he could help. If I wait until I have free time, I'll never get around to it."

"Speaking of free time, I haven't heard you mention anything about a summer holiday plan. Are you going to get away at all?"

Kate gives me a long look over the rim of her glass, her eyes heavy with emotion. It almost looks like sadness. I freeze in place, replaying my last words in my head, wondering what I said wrong.

"I wanted to go away, someplace warm and exotic like the Maldives or Malta."

"But?" I ask, prodding her to explain.

"I'd have to go without Bartie."

Her words hang in the air.

"Oh god, Kate. I'm sorry. I didn't think… of course he can't leave."

Kate's head snaps up. "He can leave."

I rock back on the bench, catching myself before I tumble off. "What do you mean he can leave? I thought the Eternals were bound to remain within the borders of the magic. If he can travel, why can't he go with you?"

"It doesn't work like that, Nat," Kate says, shaking her head in dismay. "Oxford is the only place where the magical world and our world align. For the rest of it, I guess the easiest way to explain it is to imagine two concentric circles that overlap at a single point — here in Oxford.

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