Scales of Justice by Jessa Archer

Author:Jessa Archer [Archer, Jessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Archer Mysteries
Published: 2019-05-18T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

“Hey, Pepper,” Jared said. He was acting suspiciously friendly, which was a change from the way he’d behaved last time I’d seen him. “You’re looking good.”

Was I supposed to thank him? I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t answer.

He looked a little uncomfortable. “Um... I wanted to talk to you about, um, the accident. I didn’t want you to think that I had anything to do with it, just because I got mad. I got mad because I didn’t have anything to do with it.”

Man. Had he always been this dull, or was he just nervous? Well, whatever was going on in his head, I was going to take advantage of the opportunity to start my investigation. I smiled at him. “No problem, Jared. In fact, I’d love to talk to you about the accident. I want to get some facts about the situation because I’m going to see whether or not I can help Dr. D—”

He looked confused. “Dr. D?”

“Dr. D’Amore. The owner of the house.”

“Oh, yeah, that’s right. My boss, Shrimpy, just calls him the owner. Or the doctor. He seems like an okay guy.”

He was taking those quick glances down at my cleavage that men did, thinking we wouldn’t notice. It made me remember how flattered I had once been to attract the attention of such a gorgeous man. Funny how different it felt to be talking to him now. He was still hot—especially in his trunks—but I wasn’t feeling anything at all.

I suddenly realized that several of the people on the little clusters of towels and umbrellas on the beach were looking at us. It wasn’t very crowded today, despite the warm weather, but there were enough onlookers who seemed interested in our conversation that I thought it would be better to take it inside.

“Give me fifteen minutes to get back home and get out of this wet bathing suit, and then you can come over, and we’ll talk.”

He looked relieved. He nodded, and I started to collect my stuff. “You want some help with that?” he asked.

Was he talking about helping me carry my umbrella, or was there a leer in his expression? Maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned taking off my suit. But it’s funny how my opinion of his attentions had changed radically. And it wasn’t all because of his behavior. Even if he hadn’t been obnoxious the other night, it wasn’t just because of the hamburger fiasco that I had lost interest in him. It was because I had much more interest in Logan, misguided though that might be, and a major curiosity about whether or not Dr. D was interested in me. Jared was in third place and fading fast.

“No thanks. I got it.” I put the beach umbrella under one arm and the towels over the other and slipped my wrist through Mr. W’s leash. He was a good doggy and wouldn’t pull. But I needed to make sure he was under my control while we crossed the road to my house.

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