Two Minutes Past Midnight by Jane Hinchey

Author:Jane Hinchey [Hinchey, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Baywolf Press

7

“Well?” Banks asked, waiting while I dried myself off after my mad dash back across the garden. “Anything?”

I brushed my hair back from my face and picked him up, snuggling him close to my chest. “I don’t know where to start,” I admitted. “Firstly, there’s a gardening club, and all the victims were members. Then there’s friction and or rivalry between Flora and Daisy. And then there’s Carbonne himself, who seems lovely, but in all honesty? Any of them could be the murderer.”

“So, despite everyone confessing to the murders, you’re still no closer to finding the real culprit?” Banks summed it up perfectly.

“Maybe I should take them all in,” I grumbled. “You know, when I first heard about storytime, I was hopeful. Usually, murder is a crime of passion, and if our residents were bed-hopping, well…” I trailed off.

“Jax was pursuing that line of inquiry,” Banks told me. “Dead end. Have you noticed the residents of Bewildered Retirement Home are getting more action than you?” he added helpfully.

“Don’t I know it,” I mumbled. Blowing out a breath, I straightened my shoulders and lifted my chin. “Right. Where’s Jax? We need to compare notes.”

“I left him in the café.” Banks wriggled, demanding to be let down. After depositing him on the floor, I followed as he presumably led me to Jax. Sure enough, I found the Silver Fox in the café, a steaming mug and a plate holding a massive muffin in front of him. I practically drooled at the sight.

Banks jumped up onto the chair next to him, and Jax patted his head before looking around for me. I didn’t miss the way his eyes crinkled at the corners as he watched me approach.

“How’d you do?” he asked.

Pulling out a chair opposite Banks, I sat with a heavy sigh. “Nothing concrete. You?”

“Same.”

“Did you visit the Dungeon?”

He nodded. “Yeah, but I couldn’t get a good read on the wards to tell if they were broken or not. That’s more your wheelhouse than mine, I’m afraid.”

I steepled my fingers beneath my chin. “Rookie mistake. No wonder they want me to supervise you.”

His eyes widened. “What?”

I shrugged. “It’s okay. You’re new to Bounty, I get it. Of course, you’re going to need someone to supervise you and show you the ropes.” I reached over and patted his arm in a conciliatory gesture.

“I’m not a rookie, and I don’t need a supervisor,” he growled, leaning back in his seat and pulling his arm away from my touch.

I plucked the laminated menu from its home wedged between the salt and pepper shaker and examined it. “Of course you don’t.” I knew better. Why else would Bounty send us to the same job? Being a Magical Bounty Hunter was a solo position. We didn’t partner up, which meant Jax was wearing training wheels, and I was his supervisor.

“I was a homicide detective for the paranormal division of the New Orleans Police Department for five years. I’ve been in law enforcement for over twenty-five. I am no rookie.

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