The Body in the Wetlands (A Jazzi Zanders Mystery Book 2) by Judi Lynn

Author:Judi Lynn
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Lyrical Press
Published: 2019-04-22T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Jazzi gave up and got up early. She’d tossed and turned most of the night, every time she’d reached out to feel empty space. She’d never felt this needy. No, not needy, but she’d never wanted someone so much.

She glanced at the empty dog bed when she went to their room to grab clothes. She even missed George. What was wrong with her? Ansel would be gone two weeks. That’s all. She needed to get a grip and deal with it. She stalked into the bathroom and got ready for the day.

She beat Jerod to the house on Anthony and was emptying cupboards and boxing up linens when he got there. The owner had taken any personal items with her when she went to live with her mom, but she’d left everything else, expecting to return. A truck would arrive soon to collect the furniture and anything else worth saving. It was all in good shape, but nothing they wanted. Too modern. They were donating them to Mustard Seed. Some family could use them after fire claimed their belongings or some other disaster struck.

Jerod scowled when he saw her. “How long have you been here?”

“An hour.”

He gave her a pitying look. “No fun at home without your big blond?”

“I miss him, but I’ll get over it. I’ll be okay.”

“Sure you will. You should come out and have supper with Franny and me some night. I’ll fire up the grill.”

“Maybe I’ll buy some steaks to bring. That would be fun.”

He clicked things off on his fingers. “I can bake potatoes, heat anything that comes in a can, and open a bag of salad. Just so you know.”

She laughed. “Works for me.”

He looked at the boxes piled in the center of the kitchen. “Cleanout day?”

“Yup, then we can start gutting rooms we’re going to redo.”

He rotated his shoulders to loosen them. “Let’s do this.”

They had every drawer and cupboard emptied by the time the truck showed up to take things away. Then they stopped for lunch. Jazzi had brought her cooler full of drinks and sandwiches.

Jerod took a bite of the tuna salad on toast and sighed. “I missed your food while we worked at Olivia’s. She bought those awful deli meat packages at the store, the variety pack that comes in neat little squares. No lettuce. No pickles. Nothing. Just mayo and sorry meat. Her sandwiches were just plain sad.”

Jazzi couldn’t argue. “My sister isn’t into cooking.”

“Cooking? She’s just plain cheap. And we were working for her for free.”

“She’s great at takeout.”

“She only springs for that for supper, and even then, only for special occasions. I love Olivia, but if I ever have to depend on her for meals, I’d rather eat at the soup kitchen.”

“I know food’s important to you. If I’m still around, I’ll feed you.”

“I’m holding you to that.”

She told him about Gaff’s call. Jerod’s lips pinched in anger. “Then her death’s a double homicide. Whoever killed her killed her and the baby.”

“Ansel thinks she might have been killed because she was pregnant.

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