The Flapper's Fake Fiancé by Lauri Robinson

Author:Lauri Robinson [Robinson, Lauri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781488065620
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-01-02T20:15:15+00:00

Chapter Ten

Patsy wanted to say that she would talk to Burrows again, because neither Lane nor Henry could. Burrows was sure to know who they were, or weren’t in Henry’s case, but she held her silence. They’d see that they needed her. The thrill of that had her curling her toes inside her shoes. This was exactly what she’d wanted, getting to the nitty-gritty of things. Her life was no longer boring, that was for sure. Hadn’t been since she’d met Lane.

“I bet Burrows supplied the whiskey for Victoria’s party last night,” Lane said to Henry. “And that’s why he was at the Rooster’s Nest, trying to market his supply. I’ll do some investigating, find out how to get in contact with him, and anything else that could be helpful.”

“Appreciate it, Lane. Our plan was to draw him out, attempt to capture me, but, as I said, so far, he hasn’t taken the bait. I’m starting to think he’s not worried about Gaynor because he knows for sure he’s dead.” Henry slid his hands in his pockets and rocked on his heels. “I need to get this case wrapped up because I have some personal business to take care of, but can’t until after this case is solved.”

“Knew,” Patsy said aloud, thinking about exactly what Burrows had said.

“Knew what?” Lane asked.

“Burrows, when we danced that night, he said only Gaynor knew where the money was. Not knows. Knew, as if he was sure he was dead.”

“You’re sure?” Henry asked.

“Positive,” she replied, her heart beat increasing.

“I’ll get on it right away.” Lane rested a hand on her back as he twisted them both toward the door. “Let’s meet up tomorrow night, at the Rooster’s Nest.”

“I’ll be there.” Henry followed them to the door, and once they’d all stepped outside, he let out a low whistle. “Look at those clouds. You two better hurry. There’s a storm on the horizon.”

The sky that earlier had been bright blue was now coated with gray-streaked clouds. Patsy turned toward the direction the clouds were rolling in from. The clouds farther west, over the ocean, where most summer storms rolled in from, were tinted an odd shade of green.

“Let’s go,” Lane said, and then bid a hasty farewell to Henry while rushing her toward the trail they’d followed earlier.

“You’re sure Burrows said knew?” Lane asked as they hurried along the trail.

“Yes. It’s right there in my head,” she answered. “I can remember it clearly.”

“I believe you. The details in the articles you wrote about the dance-off and Raymond’s party were precise. You have a good memory.” He grinned at her. “Reporters need good memories.”

Happiness bubbled inside her. “Thank you.”

“You still want to be a reporter?” he asked.

“Yes,” she instantly replied.

“Even after this? Trekking through the woods?”

The wind had picked up, too, and she had to hold the hair whipping in her face aside before she could say, “Even more now.” Not just for herself. Knowing what he’d gone through, the loss of his wife and child, made her more determined than ever.

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