Sweet Tooth and Claw: A Gingerbread Hag Mystery Book Three by K. A. Miltimore

Author:K. A. Miltimore [Miltimore, K. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-12T16:00:00+00:00

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The quartet were gathered around the table in the kitchen, plates of pastries and dishes of homemade yogurt with honey filled the surface, along with large mugs of hot coffee. The potbelly stove was stoked to bursting with wood but the room was still chilly. After a healthy bite of cinnamon raisin muffin, Louis began his story.

"On the last full moon, this past January, I was in our house in the Quarter. Delphine knows - she always helps me prepare for the full moon. One day out of a whole month I transform into my Rougarou form and...let's just say I am not myself then. Instead of a strict vegetarian, I eat any meat I can get my hands on. And I do other things. Things that would land me in a New Orleans jail. So I keep myself under lock and key during that one night. Delphine locks me in the attic and I wait out the night." Louis said, pausing to sip on his coffee. It had already grown cold because he made a face. "Hedy, this needs a warm up."

"I was secured and minding my own wolfy business when the door to the attic was opened. I don't remember that much when I am in transformation, but I get flashes of pictures. I remember this woman entering the attic, someone I don't know, and she is looking through the steamer trunks and boxes. Next thing I remember is Delphine shaking me awake the next morning, with a dead woman next to me." Louis' voice had dropped to almost a whisper. His hand shook as Hedy poured the coffee into his mug.

"He didn't know what had happened. We pieced together that the woman was trying to rob the house, and she had come into the attic. She had ransacked the rooms below before she found Louis." Delphine said, stepping in to finish the story. Hedy caught the look of gratitude on Louis' face. She wondered why Delphine hadn’t confided in her before.

"We knew we couldn't call the police, so we took care of it ourselves."

"What does that mean?" Bren asked, chiming in for the first time in awhile. His face was inscrutable.

"We loaded up the body and drove out to Honey Island. We left it there for the gators and the wild pigs to find. Then we came back and scrubbed the attic with bleach, removing every trace that she had been there. It was the worst thing I have ever done and yet, I don't regret it. She forced the situation when she broke in."Delphine replied, in a voice that brooked no dissent.

"About two weeks after it happened, I received a letter. It was anonymous - it hadn't even been mailed, just left in the mailbox. Someone local wanted me to know that the woman who had died had powerful friends and they had figured out what happened. Somehow. The letter warned me that I better leave town." Louis spoke again, pushing away his plate. His appetite for once was gone.

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