A Ghost at Stallion's Gate by Elizabeth Eagan-Cox

Author:Elizabeth Eagan-Cox [Eagan-Cox, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Supernatural, Women Sleuth, Mystery, Thriller, Suspense, Paranormal, Urban, Fantasy, Science Fiction
Amazon: B006HITJSI
Barnesnoble: B006HITJSI
Goodreads: 12717749
Publisher: Cambridge Books
Published: 2011-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

I arrived at Kathleen’s to find Alex and Francisco already there. They’d chosen a corner booth toward the back of the restaurant. I slid in beside Alex.

Typical of when the two of them got together to eat out, they were engrossed in a discussion about menu selections. Alex gave me a menu and said, “We’re considering the ham club sandwich. Shall I order one for you, too?”

“Sure, but no fried potatoes for me, I’ll have a side of coleslaw.” And with my healthier choice of a salad instead of fried potatoes in mind, I looked at Francisco in hope of influencing his choice.

Francisco caught my look and frowned. “A splurge now and then won’t hurt. I’m siding with Alex on this choice,” he announced.

Because a waitress appeared at that very moment and Francisco ordered for all of us, I lost my opportunity to remind him about his resolution to eat healthier. Alex and Francisco out numbered me.

“I suppose you two will gang up on me in the discussion as well?” I pouted, more for effect than anything else.

Alex spoke up and said, “Not at all. In fact, I was telling Francisco about our investigation at the Regency and we are both eager to know what you found out in regard to the EVPs.”

Alex was sitting immediately next to me and I know he could sense my displeasure with the fact he had told Francisco about our ghost hunt. True, I had brought my research notes with me, but my intention was to catch Alex alone after the lunch and then disclose what I knew. I tried a different plan of action and said, “Well, I had wanted to wait until Gracie was with us. I feel it is unfair to discuss this without Gracie here.”

“Hey, I’m here,” the familiar voice sounded from behind my back. Of course, Francisco would have seen Gracie approach, while I hadn’t a clue that she was invited to lunch, not that I minded, in the least.

Gracie slid in beside Francisco. Her enthusiasm was contagious in how she gushed at meeting him. “I’m so very happy to finally meet you, in person, Detective Zavala.”

“My pleasure,” Francisco answered.

“And Alex, thanks for inviting me,” Gracie said.

She looked as if she had more to say, but the waitress appeared at our table to take her order. At Alex’s suggestion she ordered the same as I did.

“Shannon was about to share what she has learned about the EVPs,” said Alex.

Gracie nodded, so I took out my notepad and proceeded to tell them. “This is in reference to the phrases we heard after Gracie had asked if anyone knew the actress Marla Devereux. Gorgeous gams said by a male voice, well that’s a compliment of sorts. The word gams was 1920s slang for legs. Basically he was saying that Marla had beautiful legs. Really, there’s no hidden meaning or anything derogatory about that remark. The other male voice commented in saying she’s all Sheba, well I’m pretty sure that was a compliment as well.

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