Terror on Tybee Island (A Trixie Montgomery Cozy Mystery Book 3) by Deborah Malone

Author:Deborah Malone [Malone, Deborah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lamp Post
Published: 2015-07-30T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

I wore my usual khakis paired with a teal short sleeve tee. Dee Dee dressed in jeans with a bright pink shirt and a cute matching scarf. A myriad of colorful bracelets jangled on her wrists. Her sneakers matched her top. Even though Dee Dee shopped in the Womens’ section, she didn’t let her size stop her from being stylish. I envied her confidence to wear fun colors and kicky new styles.

I raised the blinds and glanced toward the beach. A little ways beyond the fence a man and woman stood talking. I squinted to see if I could identify them. I thought I recognized Ellie, but wasn’t sure about her companion.

“Dee, come here. See if you can figure out who’s talking with Ellie.”

She placed her face against the pane, her breath fogging up the window. “It looks like that man staying at Ocean View Inn.”

“John Porter?” I hip bumped her aside so I could take another gander. “It does look like him. What in the world are they talking about? They look like a couple of seagulls trying to take flight.”

“If I moved my arms that fast my skin would flap in the wind and I’d be in danger of knocking myself out. Let’s corner her at breakfast and get some answers.” Dee Dee grabbed her oversized tote and a sweater.

“Okay, let’s go.” I grabbed the suspect list, and shut the door.

“What’s on our agenda besides interviews?” Dee Dee called over her shoulder as she descended the stairs.

“Why don’t we drive to town? They’re having an arts and crafts festival today, and then tomorrow night they host the Swashbuckler’s Bash. Everyone dresses up and parties under a big tent. Think we should go?”

“Sure. Might as well have fun while we’re investigating. Think we can escape without Nana finding out?”

I shook my head. “I doubt it. Nana never misses a beat.”

Nana appeared from nowhere. “Were you talking about me?”

“Nana! You scared me to death. Took at least ten years off my life.”

“Aw, don’t exaggerate, Trixie.” Nana hooked arms and walked with me to the dining room. “You’re just feeling guilty because I caught you.”

“We weren’t exactly talking about you Nana. We were discussing the big pirate festival tomorrow night and your name came up,” Dee Dee said.

I can’t believe she told Nana about the festival. There go our plans. I reached over and pinched a healthy wad of flesh on Dee Dee’s arm.

Her recently waxed eyebrows raised in an arch. “Ouch, what did you do that for?” She rubbed the offended area. Realization hit and her eyes opened wide. “Oh, I’m sorry. I guess it’s too late to stuff the cat back in the bag?”

“Tell me more about this pirate festival. Sounds like something I’d love to attend.” Nana shuddered with excitement. “Let’s go tell Betty Jo.”

I looked at Dee Dee. “Yep, too late.”

Dee Dee shrugged. “Don’t worry about Nana. I’ll help you keep an eye on her. You’ll see. It won’t be so bad.”

Yeah, famous last words.

We stepped into a dining room amid wonderful aromas.

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