Uneasy in New Orleans by Carol Carson

Author:Carol Carson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mystery, new orleans, ghost, french quarter, family relationships, walking tours, humorous mysteries, culinary school, cozy mystery amateur sleuth
Publisher: Carol Carson

Jack grabbed the phone when it rang and absent-mindedly listened because he was poring over the autopsy report on Finn’s dead body. With one ear, he listened to Special Agent Adam Deming from the FBI giving him a courtesy call as a heads-up. When he heard Finn’s name his mind instantly focused on what the man was saying. His mouth dropped open and perspiration beaded on his forehead. What the hell?

He’d lived in New Orleans his entire life, long enough he didn’t think there was anything that could shock him anymore. He thought he’d seen and heard it all. This news shocked even him. His mind unraveled all the possible scenarios.

The FBI Terrorism Task Force had arrested Finn and some man an hour ago on terrorism charges.

No effing way!

He couldn’t get up and out the door fast enough. The FBI’s main office was north of Lake Pontchartrain but since it was closer, the authorities had taken the two of them to the FBI office on Poydras over in the CBD.

He arrived in the CBD after driving the cruiser like a maniac through the wet, puddled streets of the Quarter with lights flashing and siren blaring. With his blood pressure spiking, his mind racing, he was sweating like a new sailor set loose on Bourbon Street for the first time.

After he’d pulled out his cell phone and given him his time of arrival, Deming, smartly dressed in a dark suit and blue striped tie, met him in the lobby.

“Don’t tell me this is serious. Please.” Jack wiped the sweat from his brow then tugged on the lapels of his jacket and brushed rain drops off. “You know as well as I do Finn Jones isn’t a terrorist.”

A slight grin pulled at the man’s mouth. “Five minutes with her convinced me. She’s no more a terrorist than my Great Aunt Tilly.”

He started toward the elevators, Jack following in his wake. “Then what’s the problem?”

He punched the button and turned to stare at Jack, his face serious. “When she got on the streetcar it stopped dead in the street. The instant she got on. Then she met up with this smart-ass kid from Tulane and they were seen talking in whispers and kissing. Both of them carried suspicious backpacks.”

Kissing? Finn? He didn’t know she was seeing anyone. “Last I heard kissing in public isn’t a criminal offense. And half the people in New Orleans carry a backpack. What’s the big deal?”

“She had Mace in hers.”

The elevator pinged and the door whooshed open. They stepped inside and it whooshed shut behind them.

“And,” Jack prompted.

Deming punched the floor button and stared at Jack. “Her partner in crime was carrying a Glock in his.”

“Could be legal.”

When he raised his brows in question, Jack shrugged. “Well it could be. At least it wasn’t a bomb. What’d Finn have to say about it?”

“She claimed she never saw the guy before today and she was rattled because some woman was trailing her as she raced to catch the streetcar.

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