The Bogey Man by Marja McGraw

The Bogey Man by Marja McGraw

Author:Marja McGraw [McGraw, Marja]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal Cozy, Murder, Murder Investigation, Amateur Sleuth, Ghosts, Cozy, PI, Private Investigator, Los Angeles, California, Hauntings
ISBN: 1493545329
Amazon: B00GA9HZ8A
Publisher: Marja McGraw
Published: 2013-10-28T00:00:00+00:00


“I’ll follow you in my car,” he said.

I unlocked the car door and climbed in, fitting the key in the ignition and starting the car. Pete did likewise and we headed out of the parking lot.

I was surprised when we pulled up in front of my house and found Stanley’s car parked in front. Glancing around, I didn’t see him. I have patio chairs sitting on my front porch, but he wasn’t sitting in one of them.

I closed the car door and looked around again, wondering where he was.

Pete joined me and took a look inside Stanley’s car. “Wonder where he is.”

“Sandi?” I heard Dolly’s squeaky little voice calling my name and turned toward her house.

“Hi, Dolly.”

“Can you and Pete come over here, please? I think you need to talk to Felicity.”

We glanced at each other. Now what? We quickly walked over to Dolly’s house.

She met us at the door. “I think she should have gone to bed and rested, but she said she wanted to talk to you first.” Dolly clucked her tongue and shook her head.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“Come inside.” She took hold of Pete’s arm and pulled. “Both of you.”

We stepped inside and she glanced furtively around, building the drama.

“Where are they?” I asked. I knew Stanley was there, too.

“In the kitchen. Stanley is putting ice on Felicity’s face.”

I stopped dead in my tracks. “What?”

Following Dolly’s example, Pete took hold of my arm and pulled me along behind him while she led the way.

We entered the kitchen and Stanley glanced up. He was standing over Felicity, holding an ice pack against her cheek.

I ran over to the couple. “What happened?”

Stanley removed the ice pack and I saw that Felicity’s cheek was quite red with a small cut. She was going to have a nasty bruise by tomorrow.

“What’s going on?” Pete asked.

Felicity took a deep breath. “I went shopping this afternoon, and when I arrived home it was already dark. I unlocked the door and it flew open as soon as I put my hand on it, pulling me into the house. Someone punched me and ran out. That’s all I can tell you.”

“Burglary?” Pete asked.

“In a way. The only things missing were the photographs of the party. Can you believe that? I guess my timing was bad to have come home when I did.”

“Did you call the police?” I asked.

Stanley placed the ice pack back on Felicity’s face, making her wince. “She did. That’s why she didn’t call to see why I was late. They were taking a report.”

“Did you get a look at him?” Pete asked.

“No. It happened too fast. He pushed me down after hitting me and ran out the door before I could even think.”

“Did you have a doctor look at your face?” It made my cheek hurt just to look at her.

“No, I’m okay. Looks like I won’t be able to work for a few days though. I don’t think make-up is going to cover this up.” She made a face and winced again.



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