The Ghost Detective Books 1-3 Special Boxed Edition: Three Fun Cozy Mysteries With Bonus Holiday Story (The Ghost Detective Collection) by Jane Hinchey

The Ghost Detective Books 1-3 Special Boxed Edition: Three Fun Cozy Mysteries With Bonus Holiday Story (The Ghost Detective Collection) by Jane Hinchey

Author:Jane Hinchey [Hinchey, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Baywolf
Published: 2021-02-27T22:00:00+00:00


18

When Jacob opened the door and saw me standing there with Galloway, I thought he was going to faint. All the color drained from his face and he clutched the door frame, holding himself upright.

“May we come in?” Galloway asked, flashing his badge.

“Sure.” Jacob croaked, releasing his death grip on the door frame and staggering to the sofa where he flopped as if his legs wouldn’t hold up another second.

“Are you here to arrest me?” He asked, voice glum. Defeated.

“Do I need to?” Galloway asked, nodding that I should take a seat. I cautiously moved behind the sofa and perched on the same armchair I’d occupied earlier in the day. There was something about Jacob that made me uneasy.

“I took the Tarot cards. From Nether & Void.” He swung his eyes towards me. “You told him, right?”

“I did.” I nodded.

“We are going to need to talk about that, yes.” Galloway told him. “But first I want to know about your relationship with Myra Hansen.”

“Relationship?” He jerked in surprise. “I’m not having a relationship with her. She’s my psychic.”

“I didn’t mean a romantic liaison.” Galloway clarified. “I want to know what the two of you talked about.”

A wave of red washed over Jacob’s cheeks. “I already told her.” He nodded in my direction. “Myra was helping me get my wife back.”

“Outside of the readings.” Galloway pressed. “You know, general chit chat. When you first arrive and sit down and she asks how are you, that type of thing. What did you talk about?”

Jacob looked confused. Then concerned. He made that face that Ben often gets, the one that looks like he’s constipated and really, badly, needs to poop.

“Oh God.” He whispered and buried his face in his hands. I glanced at Galloway, thoroughly confused.

“Jacob? Were you feeding information to Myra about the bank?”

Seconds ticked by, the only sound was Jacob’s harsh breathing, then he lifted his head from his hands, his eyes glassy with unshed tears. “I think I may have.” He whispered.

“Tell me.” Galloway ordered.

“It wasn’t intentional.” Jacob hurried to assure us. “She had a way of getting you to open up, to tell her things you wouldn’t ordinarily tell people. And she’d ask how work was, what my career aspirations were, that type of thing.”

Galloway and I shared a glance. He’d told me she was good, and this confirmed it. I could see how, over time, she’d get clients to reveal all their secrets.

“It wasn’t until after the robbery, and the police were questioning everyone and asking us—the staff—if we’d told anyone about the scheduled delivery and I’d said no, because I didn’t think I had, but then later I got to thinking about it and I realized that I may have mentioned it to Myra, but it was just in passing, an offhand comment about a busy day at work coming up due to the delivery. I was going to ask Myra about it at my next reading, because I wasn’t one hundred percent sure I had.” He held out both wrists to Galloway.



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