Sidearms and Silk (A Nash Mystery Book 1) by Vella Day

Author:Vella Day [Day, Vella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781941835425
Publisher: Erotic Reads Publishing
Published: 2017-06-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Dax didn’t expect to discover a hell of a lot by following Mayor Kreplick or the bank president, Peter Lucas, but he had to satisfy that voice in his head that told him something wasn’t right with the whole blackmail theory. To him, Amanda and Jessie’s concept had too many holes.

He wasn’t happy about leaving her, but Jessie should be safe with her sharp shooting Nana by her side. He had to chuckle at the image of the old lady practicing her rifle skills, but there was little question Margaret Nash was no ordinary woman.

Once Dax dropped Jessie at home, he returned to town and parked the cruiser in front of the office, figuring that following a suspect in a police vehicle would never work. He might as well use a bullhorn and announce he was right behind him.

Jessie had locked up the office after they’d returned from Clinton’s house, and he felt fairly certain no one would be stupid enough to break in, especially with an official vehicle in front. But hey, stranger things had happened since he’d come to Kerry.

Dax chose Peter Lucas to tail because banker’s hours were more predictable, and because he had no idea about the Mayor’s schedule. Besides, find one, catch the other.

Across the street from the bank was the Western Wear shop. He entered and pretended to browse through the selection of cowboy boots and hats while keeping an eye on the stately bank. He hoped Peter Lucas wasn’t the type to stay too late past the close of business or Dax might be walking away with a new but unwanted wardrobe.

He tried on a few pairs of boots to make his stakeout appear legit, but there was no way he’d be caught dead in anything made of snakeskin. A cowboy he was not. The salesman was good though. He had to give the guy credit, but Dax never did cotton to Stetsons or big belt buckles. Unfortunately for the clerk, he wouldn’t be making a sale off him today.

At precisely four thirty-three, the object of his tail, Mr. Peter Lucas, exited the bank. Dressed in a neatly tailored blue pinstriped suit, the man looked downright dapper.

He turned to the salesman. “I want to think over my choices and perhaps I’ll be back tomorrow.”

“I’ll be here,” the clerk said with a smile.

Dax slipped outside, turned left, and waited in the alley between the Western Wear shop and the hardware store to see where Mr. Lucas would go. His destination happened to be The Sugar Shack. It seemed as if the whole town did their business there. Whoever owned the place had to be richer than sin.

A block farther south of the shop, the Mayor popped out of a building. Could be a coincidence, but Dax didn’t believe in them. Walking briskly, Kreplick crossed the street, traveled three blocks to The Sugar Shack, and ducked inside. Hmm. They certainly weren’t going to have a clandestine meeting in there with every gossipmonger looking on.

Dax would have to wait for them to come out, but he wanted to be ready when they did.

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