Strong Tea by Sheila Horgan

Author:Sheila Horgan [Horgan, Sheila]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sheila Horgan
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

You know when you get all cuddled up and completely comfortable and every single cell in your body is happy to be exactly where it is? The pillow and blankets are even cooperating. Everything is cool in the right place and warm in the right place, and it is completely perfect.

That’s exactly where I was when the stupid phone rang. I knew if A.J. reached for it, it would mess me up, so I groaned and grabbed it.

“We’ve got a problem.”

“Teagan, not tonight. You gotta start at the beginning.”

“Gord is dead.”

“What?” I sat up so fast that A.J. jumped out of bed like he was ready to defend the fortress.

“Cara, someone killed him in the parking lot outside our office.”

I looked over and mouthed Teagan, gave him my best I’m sorry look, and took the phone out into the kitchen.

“Start over. When did this happen?”

“Building security just called. I’m pulling on clothes. I’m going over there.”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“No. Can you come with me?”

“What about Jessie?”

“I don’t want to get him in the middle of this. I don’t want some stupid person taking a picture of him with me and then somebody thinking he’s involved. I want to keep him out of it.”

“I’ll be ready in three minutes. You driving or me?”

“You.”

“Be out front, Teagan.”

“I will.”

Teagan looked flawless. How does she do that?

I pulled on some jeans and a t-shirt, put a baseball cap over my hair because it was sticking out in every direction, and I was really proud of myself that I remembered to lick my finger and get rid of any residual mascara from under my eyes.

Teagan had also pulled on jeans, but hers were a beautiful teal color with a matching t-shirt. But since she gets all her clothes tailored, the t-shirt didn’t have the same boxy appearance as mine. She’d pulled her hair up in a messy bun, but it looked like it was messy on purpose. She’d slapped on her basic makeup, and it was perfect.

I do that sometimes. When I’m in a hurry and I just slap on my makeup, it’s perfect, but rarely is it when I have somewhere to go.

“You look nice.”

“Dingleberry, my luck I’m gonna end up on the front page of the paper. Again.”

“Again?”

“Okay, so last time it was the name of the company, but same thing. What the hell? Who would kill Gord, and why at the office? At least he wasn’t in the office office. You know what I mean. He was outside. In the parking lot.”

“Was he back at work?”

“No! That’s the scary thing. Remember I told you he took that trip with his wife. They went without so much as checking in. He was going there to get rid of his bruises, and she was preaching at some little church.”

“I kind of remember. Teagan, I know my memory sucks on a good day, but… ”

“That’s the last I heard from him. I got so busy with the Mr. Fisher problem that I let the ball drop.

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