Tequila Mockingbird (Book 7) (A Harley and Davidson Mystery) by Hart Liliana & Silverii Scott

Author:Hart, Liliana & Silverii, Scott [Hart, Liliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 7th Press
Published: 2019-04-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Saturday

It was an early morning for Hank, but he’d agreed to meet Agatha and Coil at the Kettle Café for breakfast. He was concerned about Agatha and what had held her up the night before. He’d hoped she hadn’t tried to push the case, or worse yet, dig around the property and get busted for trespassing.

Hank had walked the few blocks over to Main Street, and arrived early, which was unusual because he was never early anywhere. Saturday mornings were always crowded with folks grabbing breakfast before heading out of town for an adventure. Hank folded into his favorite booth in the back corner and watched through the painted windows. He loved watching people. They were fascinating.

He’d barely had the thought when Heather Cartwright blew into the café with all the bells and whistles of a woman who was used to being the center of attention. Heather was an acquired taste, and he’d gotten more than his fair share of her when she’d been accused of her ex-husband’s murder a few months back, but she was Agatha’s closest friend, so he tolerated her for Agatha’s sake.

Come to think of it, he hadn’t seen her since she’d been taken away in cuffs. She must’ve taken an extended trip to recuperate from the trauma.

“Mind if I sit?” she asked, and scooted onto the vinyl seat across from him.

“Sure,” he said. The waitress came up with his cup of hot water and a tea bag and set it on the table in front of him.

“Thanks again for everything you did for me,” Heather said. “I should’ve told you sooner, but I just had to escape for a while. I had to come back so I could get Buck’s will all settled. Turns out his will stands, and I’m his beneficiary. I’m thinking of opening a foundation or something. No one needs all that money.”

“Glad I could help,” Hank said, thinking that sounded very uncharacteristic of Heather.

“I saw you in here, and I wanted to come give you a little gift to show my appreciation. I dropped one off for Coil too.”

Hank’s lips twitched. He could only imagine how his friend reacted to Heather. “There’s no need.”

“Please,” she said, batting impossibly long eyelashes. “It would mean so much to me.”

“Okay,” Hank said, resigned.

Heather poked around in a rhinestone-beaded clutch and came up with a gift card, and she slid it across the table. “Here you go, sugar,” she said, beaming. “I bought this place, so I can get as many as I want.”

Hank reached across the table and picked up the ten-dollar gift card, and he raised his brows. “Wow,” he said. “You shouldn’t have.”

“I know,” she said. “Sorry it’s not much, but if I gave too much away then this place wouldn’t be making money. I’m a businesswoman now, and I have to start thinking that way. Tell Agatha I said hello. I gotta skedaddle and meet Karl down at the shooting range.”

“Rusty Gun has a shooting range?” Hank asked.

She giggled. “Inside joke.

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