A Canary in the Canal Georgie Shaw Cozy Mystery #8 (Georgie Shaw Cozy Mystery Series) by Anna Celeste Burke

Author:Anna Celeste Burke [Burke, Anna Celeste]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-24T16:00:00+00:00

11 Mystery Woman

It seemed like only minutes had passed when Carol knocked on my door again. By the amount of work that I’d finished, I knew it had been longer. When I invited Carol to come in, Ann was with her, and I realized I’d been working nonstop for almost two hours.

When I’d called Jack, he was happy that Carol and Brett were joining us for dinner. My sweet, overworked hubby only had a minute to speak to me, so he didn’t even push me to “spill it” and tell him what new information Carol and Brett had to tell him.

It was Jack’s turn to visit the bungling burglar and try to coax him into giving up a clue about what he’d witnessed Friday night. Given the long list of people yet to be interviewed, there would be plenty to do after that. Using the guest list that I’d sent him with my notes on it, Doug already had someone scheduling interviews with Bill Yeats, Helen Grant, and others.

I still hadn’t called Max to get the name of the would-be mentor to whom he’d referred Melody for advice about representation and her career. I’d wanted to get some work done first. Given the time, I might have to put it off until after lunch.

“Come in, Ann,” I said. Stiff from sitting too long, I stood up awkwardly.

“You don’t have to get up, Georgie,” Ann replied, hustling to the chair across from me. “I can’t believe you’re at work after the beating you took Friday night. Are you really well enough to be here?”

“Fortunately, I’m well-padded in my fifties, even if I don’t react as fast as I did in my younger days. Have a seat,” I said. “I’m glad to see you.”

“If you need coffee or anything else, just give me a buzz,” Carol said.

“We will. Any luck setting up those meetings?” I asked as my curiosity got the better of me once again.

“All set,” Carol replied as she left and shut the door behind her.

Ann teared up the moment the door closed. I turned around and pulled two bottles of ice-cold water from the tiny fridge behind me. I handed her a bottle and opened my own.

“I’m sorry you’re upset. This is a rough situation, isn’t it? A few sips of cool water may help ease your stress.” Ann nodded and did as I suggested.

“Forgive me for not asking how you’re doing after what we all went through Friday night.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I guess it’s the shock of learning Melody was murdered soon after I last saw her alive.” Ann made eye contact with me and then sat up straighter as if shaking off a burden. “Promise you won’t call me crazy.”

“Why would I do that? Melody’s murder was traumatic. I’m not surprised you’re upset and confused.”

“Detective Kingsley didn’t seem too bothered by her murder,” Ann replied. “As a police detective, I guess he’s used to people dying.”

“Jack says you never get used to it. A good detective does learn to put distance between himself and the victim to do the job well.

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