The Black Sheep Knitting Mystery Series by Anne Canadeo

Author:Anne Canadeo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocket Star

Chapter Ten

The knitting group adjourned a few minutes before 11:00. The blanket preview was a big success and gave them all a motivating boost.

But Lucy had no chance to share with her friends the odd items she’d noticed—the curious transactions between Mike Novak and Gloria on Suzanne’s property search list and the identical properties appearing on the handwritten list on the back of the mist lace scarf pattern.

When she got home that night, she was too tired to send them a group e-mail, and the idea of doing that seemed a little obsessive. At least Dana would think so.

She did think that Maggie should make a copy of the notes on the back of the pattern before giving the original to Jamie. Why she should do this, Lucy wasn’t quite sure. In case the Black Sheep knitters came across more disturbing coincidences that somehow connected to the list?

The police would be looking into this entire situation soon, she reminded herself, if Jamie could persuade them. She recalled how stubborn and inflexible Detective Walsh had been when Maggie had been dealing with him.

But this is different, Lucy reminded herself. Jamie was the bereaved husband of a woman who’d died under strange and shocking, if not downright suspicious, circumstances. The police ought to listen to him and take another look, if only to humor him.

• • •

On Friday morning, Lucy had to buckle down and focus on her work. The art director for The Big Book of Things That Flap, Swoop, and Fly wanted to see the first three chapters by Monday. Never mind that it was not the schedule Lucy had been given at the start. There were unforseen reasons for the rush, beyond anyone’s control, and she couldn’t complain too much or they wouldn’t hire her again. Simple as that.

This new deadline was going to cut into her time with Matt this weekend. Unfortunate since he was free, didn’t have Dara, and might be able to borrow a friend’s sailboat.

Just my flipping luck . . .

Lucy hit a key on her computer and opened a new file. A giant pair of webbed feet filled her oversized monitor. While the image made her smile, all she could think was, I’d hate to knit socks for those babies, never mind Matt’s big feet.

She still had several more blue squares to complete for the blanket and couldn’t start Matt’s promised socks for some time. She wondered if Phoebe’s friend really wanted to take part in the project or had only been trying to be polite last night. Crystal did not look like the “trying to be polite” type, that was for sure, but you never know. Would the Goth girl even finish the square she’d started?

Lucy had seen plenty of people attracted to knitting and very excited about it at first, then lose interest and fall by the wayside. Sometimes this was because they never got the rhythm of working the needles or didn’t spend enough time knitting to reach that deep, meditative level—knitting in the zone.

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