The Doom Diva Mysteries Books 1 by Sherry M. Siska

Author:Sherry M. Siska [Siska, Sherry M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sherry M. Siska

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It occurred to me when I passed Danny’s Mini-Mart that Charli might have already left the country club, so I stopped and used the pay phone to call her house. There was no answer, so I dialed Mom’s cell.

“Hey, it’s me,” I said when she answered. “I’m really sorry about what happened. Giselle started it, you know.”

Mom let out a heavy sigh, her ‘God help us all’ sigh. “Where are you?”

“I’m looking for Charli. She hasn’t come back there has she?”

“No. And Dad said that her car wasn’t in the parking lot. I’m terribly concerned about her. I don’t like not knowing where she is with that mad-man on the loose.”

“I know. Me either. Kyle Zagle said that he talked to her before she left the park and that she was going over to the country club. That’s where I’m headed. I’ll call you as soon as I find her.”

I didn’t see Charli’s car in the parking lot of the country club, but I could have missed it. I limped into the old mansion. It was icy inside and I wanted to lay down on the sofa and take a nap. A foursome of golfers headed for the nineteenth hole stared at me and whispered to each other. One of them asked if I needed any assistance. I told him ‘no’ and kept shuffling along.

Almost as soon as they rounded the corner, a club employee rushed up to me. “May I help you, Miss? Have you had an accident? Should I call for an ambulance for you? The police perhaps?” He took my arm and pulled me down the hall into an office. I guess he didn’t want me to frighten off the patrons.

“No, I’m fine. Really. It looks a lot worse than it is. I’m searching for my sister, Charli Carsky. She left a message for me that she was coming here to talk to the manager.”

The young man dialed an extension, asked the person on the other end if they’d seen Jim, and then hung up. “He’ll be right with you. Would you like something, a soda perhaps?”

“A bottle of water would be great, thanks.”

He told me to wait right there and disappeared. The office was tiny and plain, no pictures on the walls, a gray metal desk, and a couple of gray metal file cabinets. The nameplate on the desk was the only personality in the room. The door swung open and the young man re-entered, an older man that I recognized as the club manager following behind him. The younger man handed me an icy bottle of water and excused himself.

“Miss Sheffield, are you all right?” the manager asked, obviously alarmed by my appearance.

“Yes sir, I’m fine. Really. I had a message that my sister was coming by to talk to you. Has she been here?”

The man positively beamed when I mentioned Charli. “Why yes, she was here. She left about thirty minutes ago. A delightful young woman. She reminds me so much of your beautiful mother.

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