A Devilish Election: Devil Springs Cozy Mysteries Book 2: Devil Springs Cozy Mysteries, #2 by Jennifer Bramseth

Author:Jennifer Bramseth
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Woodford Press

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“Why in the world did you tell her that?” Grace demanded of Nellie.

We were in the file room the Monday following Lester’s incident. Predictably, it turned out to be a heart attack.

Nellie had kindly informed me that when she’d been out with Cecil over the weekend she’d heard “folks” were talking about the heart attack.

And blaming me.

“I just thought she’d wanna know,” Nellie said as she rearranged some files that had gotten out of sequential order.

Lester’s heart attack was a shock to no one but him. He was a posterboy for unhealthy habits, from smoking to overeating.

And I'm sure the stress of not having his license and getting sued by a lot of creditors didn't help matters.

As it was, he was out of the hospital in a few days. But apparently there was some talk around town how he saw me in the store, got upset, and had the heart attack. Just like when I was prosecuting him, Lester managed to blame me for his own catastrophes. And some people bought it.

Could someone tell me again why I wanted to stay in Devil Springs?

Lester's incident became the big talk of the town rather than any big snow, which turned out to be a big non-event. We merely got a dusting, if it could even be called that. Everyone in town had rushed out and stocked up for nothing. There had been a few slick spots here and there, but only the usual winter road hazards.

But the days did continue to be cold and dreary. I could at least walk to work from my home a few blocks away; I didn't need to get my battered car out and test just how icy the roads had become.

In addition to finally getting my own work computer (only after two weeks on the job), Grace had gotten me a key to the building. I was delighted to find that there was a second door on the far wall of the file room which opened onto a hallway in back of the courthouse. Locked on the hall side, I could use my key to come into work in the back and slip into my office relatively unnoticed.

Over the next few weeks, I fell in love with my office, especially all the natural light. Even though it was winter, the thin sun offered a peek into the future of warmer, sunnier days of spring and summer. The garden print had grown on me. It often pulled me out of the doldrums on cold, dreary days.

There seemed to be a lot of them that winter.

The windows also afforded a great view of goings-on out back of the courthouse. Usually this meant seeing prisoner get loaded and unloaded from the jail van and shuffled into the courthouse in leg chains and handcuffs.

But it so happened that I was gazing out the window, fretting about the lawsuit and the election, when I saw someone plow into Sophie’s vehicle during lunch one gloomy Wednesday morning.

Grace, Nellie, and Sid all immediately ran into my office, offered no greeting, and peered out the back two windows.

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