Scream Blue Murder (Jack Rutherford and Amanda Lacey Book 7) by Linda Coles

Author:Linda Coles [Coles, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blue Banana
Published: 2019-06-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Forty-One

Amanda still seemed to be in a world of her own, and Jack couldn't understand why. She was always so gung-ho when a new case came in. But today she was different; vacant, worried-looking. Yes, this was Gordon's old place, but why was that having such an effect on her? Maybe it was just the connection with Ruth, but again, why would that be so bad? Ruth and her father weren't responsible. And Madeline Simpson had been exonerated, even though Amanda had had a bee in her bonnet at the time, suspecting the woman was involved somehow. He took his vending-machine Kit Kat from his pocket and unwrapped it, then slipped a stick into his mouth while his thoughts circulated in his head. What could possibly have happened here? And to whom?

If this was the landscaper, Des Taylor, in the hole, this would be a very interesting coincidence. It was well known that he had had gambling debts. And the local bookie’s shop was owned by the very same Mac McAllister that Jack had been to see only a few hours ago at the prison. Jack didn't think McAllister was a murderer, but even if he had killed Taylor, why would he have buried him in the garden that he was working in? Not to mention the fact that he'd never get his money back by killing the man. It was stupid and didn’t make sense. As for coincidences, Jack had never believed in them.

He peeled the foil off the remaining sticks of Kit Kat and munched on them one by one, staring down into the red clay earth. The digger parked nearby reminded him of the giant orange one that had sat in this very same garden back then, awaiting its driver, the landscaper who had walked off the job and never come back.

Or maybe he had.

His stomach rumbled a little—the Kit Kat was not enough—and he wondered if Amanda wanted her Mars bar. She was standing by the group of builders and didn’t look to be doing much other than gazing around, so he headed over to have a chat with her. Three of the men stared at him as he approached. The dust from the excavation covered his shoes in a thin film, turning their formal black finish into a tan colour. It was a good job it wasn't winter; he’d need his Wellington boots. He nodded sideways at Amanda, indicating for her to follow him away from flapping ears. She took the hint and moved alongside him as they headed back towards her vehicle.

“Something is wrong, Amanda,” Jack said. “You’re not behaving like you normally do. What gives?”

She let out a deep sigh before replying. “It just seems… it seems so, oh, I don't know…”

Jack filled in the blanks for her. “It just seems a bit close to home. Is that what you mean?”

“I guess so. It’s not even my home. And I barely knew Gordon a couple of years ago; barely knew him at all.

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