A Tiny Collierville Murder by Abby L. Vandiver

Author:Abby L. Vandiver [Vandiver, Abby L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Media Web Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2017-10-14T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Liam had turned out to be a sweet guy. I enjoyed his company, even when he wasn’t saying anything.

We both eventually grew quiet and worked on eating our meals, until the waiter showed up. “Did you want to order dessert?” he asked.

“Uhm . . . I think so.” Liam said and looked at me.

“Yes, we do,” I assured both of them.

“Okay,” Liam said. “She’ll have the Crème Brulee Cheesecake.”

“The same for you?” the waiter asked.

“Oh no,” Liam voiced boomed like his father’s had. He held up a hand. “Just bring me a cup a coffee.”

“Coffee?” I asked.

“It’s a staple on any ranch, even if it’s tiny houses that’s being built.” He looked up at the waiter. “And can you bring me another glass of water, please.”

“Sure thing,” the waiter said. “I’ll be right back. He grabbed our plates and left.

Liam pulled the sugar rack to him, and grabbed a few packs readying for service of his black brew. “So how does your grandfather know about what’s been going on here?” He fiddled with the packets.

I pulled out my iPad and showed it to him. “We talk,” I said. “I taught him how to FaceTime.” I pushed the tablet back down in my bag.

“Really? That’s cool. Couldn’t get Big Willie to use a computer to save his life.” The waiter came with our order and Liam waited until he left before he spoke again. “Did you tell your grandfather everything that happened?”

“Of course I did. I tell my grandfather everything.” I gave him a sideway glance. “Well almost everything. I definitely told him about the murder and my subsequent lock down in Memphis. I mean I could end up in jail, I had to tell him.”

“No one thinks that you did it, Nixie.”

“You were there that night. I got a lot of suspicious looks and your brother even accused me outright.”

“Yeah, I’ve been wondering about him,” he muttered. “Maybe he’s trying to project his guilt.”

“Who Dale? The take charge kind of guy?” I sliced into the cheesecake and took in a mouthful. “Oh my, this is good.” I let my eyes roll up in my head. “So smooth and creamy. I could eat two of these.”

Liam laughed. “You can have whatever you want.”

“Be careful,” I said. “I may take you up on that.”

Liam mixed the sugar and cream the waiter had brought over into his coffee. “Yeah so, I was saying. Dale.” He looked at me and fiddled with the spoon he had used for stirring. “I see you remembered him.”

“I like to keep up with pertinent info on the people who say I’ve committed murder.”

“I hate to say it,” Liam said. “But Dale, in my mind is a prime suspect.”

“Your brother, Dale?”

“My stepbrother, Dale,” he corrected. “Although I don’t know if that makes a difference,” he muttered.

“What?”

“Nothing. So, did you know that Dale went out and bought a new car?”

“How would I know that?” I said. “And how is that suspicious?”

“He bought two cars,” Liam said, his forehead wrinkling up.

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