The Witch Who Mysteries Box Set by Katie Penryn

Author:Katie Penryn [Penryn, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Karibu Publishers
Published: 2019-06-10T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 28

Felix slept on my bed again that night. In leopard mode, I might add. Purely to guard me against the Wazini witchdoctor. We didn’t arrive home after meeting the High Council of the Guild of White Witches until after one. It would have taken at least two hours for us to suss out what we had to do for the new Level Four semper tuens spell and then I would have had to learn it. So, we put it off until the following evening.

We had decided before we went to bed that we would visit Tidot’s brother, Laurent, to find out why the baker had been paying him such large amounts of money on a regular basis and why the payments had stopped a month before Tidot’s murder. We guessed Tidot had been supporting his brother in some way, but whether this had any bearing on his murder or not we didn’t know. Blackmail was a possibility.

I looked the brother up in the phone directory but he had moved.

“Check with Monsieur Bonhomie or Brioche,” suggested Felix.

The mayor’s first question when I rang him was did we have any news? I had to tell him nothing definite but we were getting close. I hoped that was true.

He said of course he’d find out. “I’ll look up his Livret de Famille and let you know.”

Ten minutes later he rang to say Laurent Tidot had moved to Angoulême. “Apparently, he moves around a lot. I don’t know whether it’s for his job or something else. It might be worth investigating.”

He gave me the address, and I called it out to Felix to note down as he would be navigating.

Felix pulled up the route from Beaucoup-sur-mer to Angoulême.

“It’s just over seventy miles but it’s a twisty road, say an hour and a half. But the good news is we have to drive through Cognac, so we could stop at one of the distilleries on the way back and stock up.”

“You would think of that.”

“We used up half a bottle last night, Penzi. And I don’t drink cognac unless I’ve run out of Laphroaig. You know I prefer the grain to the grape.”

“So is your trusty flask full?”

Felix slapped his pocket. “Of course. Never know when I might need it in an emergency.”

Sighing, I picked up my bag and the car keys. Felix often had an emergency as far as I could see.

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