A Quilt in Time (A Harriet Turman/Loose Threads Mystery) by Arlene Sachitano

Author:Arlene Sachitano
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: FIC022040/FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Women Sleuths, FIC022070/FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Cozy
Publisher: Zumaya Enigma
Published: 2014-04-04T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

“What’s going on out there?” Beth whispered when Harriet joined the rest of the Threads in the kitchen. The women were huddled on the floor space between the island and the counter.

Connie made the sign of the cross.

“Diós mio, the terrorists have arrived in Foggy Point.”

“I doubt that,” Lauren whispered.

“I’m guessing we whacked the wrong hornet’s nest.” Harriet held her phone out. “Does anyone want to use my phone to call their husband?”

Lauren was the only other Thread who had her phone with her. Connie, DeAnn and Robin called their families. Aunt Beth took Harriet’s phone when they were finished.

“Jorge,” she said, “we’ve got trouble at Harriet’s.”

“Should I call Aiden?” Carla asked.

Harriet handed her the phone.

“We’re likely to be here a while, and if you’re late coming home, he’ll worry. If Terry is around you might call him, too. I suspect he knows more about explosives than anyone on the Foggy Point police force.”

Carla’s boyfriend Terry Jansen was a career Navy SEAL who did some sort of investigation for his branch of the military. It was all very hush-hush, so no one was ever sure where he was or what he was doing. He just showed up when he was able to. With her nomadic upbringing, it seemed Carla was used to people coming and going in her life.

She took the phone and dialed a number then hung up. A moment later, it rang.

“Someone blew up our cars at Harriet’s…We’re fine, we were in the house…Okay, see you. He’ll be right over,” she said to Harriet. “He said to stay in the house until he gets here.”

She dialed a second number and repeated the same information to Aiden, adding that Terry was on his way.

Robin rose into a crouch then shifted over next to Harriet.

“Do you really think someone did this because we’re looking into Seth’s murder?”

“Don’t you? The Small Stitches might steal our quilt pattern ideas, but I can’t see them doing something like this.”

Robin didn’t smile.

“Sorry,” Harriet continued, “that was my lame attempt to lighten the mood. Can you think of another reason anyone would attack us as a group? We must have been getting too close to something. I just wish we knew what or who it was.”

“You and me both.”

A knock sounded on the door that led to the garage. It opened before Harriet could say anything, and Detective Morse came in, her expression grim.

“Oh, thank heaven,” Connie whispered.

Harriet stood, and the rest of the women followed suit. She moved out of the small space where they’d been huddled. Lauren eased toward the dining room.

“Anyone care to explain why there are bombed out cars sitting in your driveway? I just got a call telling me a military bomb squad was arriving and the FPPD aren’t to touch anything.” Morse turned to look into the face of each woman. “Anyone want to tell me anything?”

“We know almost nothing,” Harriet turned to block Morse’s line of sight into the dining room. “We were in the dining room having coffee and cake when my driveway blew up.

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