A Villa in Sicily: Figs and a Cadaver by Fiona Grace

Author:Fiona Grace [Grace, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fiona Grace
Published: 2020-12-03T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

“I’m a sucker,” Mason muttered under his breath as he drove Audrey back into town.

“What do you mean?” Audrey said, leaning over to turn down the terrible country-rock twang that had been blasting out of the speakers. Even with the windows down, Mason liked to listen to the music so loud, her eardrums throbbed along with the music.

He let out a bitter laugh but didn’t answer.

It was only when she leaned forward to play with the dial that she got a glimpse of him, because there was a giant, panting wall of dog sitting between them. And yes, he was drooling mightily onto the center console, big globs of it, some of which splashed upon their bare elbows whenever the wind blew just so. But he was so darn cute. Calm, but excited to be in their company. A big, well-behaved sweetheart of an animal.

“What do you mean? Him?” She pointed at the mastiff, then rubbed his sad, soft jowls. She lowered her hand and he gave her his paw. “Stop. Look at that! He’s trained. He’s such a good little dog.”

“Little?”

“Whatever.” Audrey just didn’t get Mason. First, he had no heart. Second, how could he be fixated on such a small thing, like this wondrously beautiful animal, ruining his car, when there was an actual murderer running around? “I can’t believe that happened. Can you believe it? Mimi Catalano. Geesh. How can you be so calm about it?”

“I don’t know. Why aren’t you calmer? This is your second one. Thought you’d be a pro by now.”

“Ha ha. That one was an accident. This one wasn’t. She was targeted. Doesn’t that freak you out?”

“Not really. Besides, how do you know she was targeted?”

“Well, obviously, she had a lot of enemies. And she crossed the wrong one.” She sighed. Other than his own reflection, the guy wasn’t one to get excited about anything. “You’re weird.”

“No, think about it. I’d be more freaked if it was random. I moved halfway across the world for a certain way of life. And that way of life didn’t include muggings and killings and street crimes I could’ve found in downtown Charleston.” He shrugged. “You know, our property values’ll go way down if this becomes a habit.”

“You’re so weird. If it becomes a habit, I think we’ll have more to worry about than whether we can sell our homes,” she muttered. “We’ll probably be hiding in our closets, trying to evade this cunning serial murderer who has been evading police all around this small town. Anyway, that doesn’t happen outside of America. Serial killing is a distinctly American phenomenon.”

“Says who?”

“Everyone. Look it up.”

“No. I don’t need to. Hello… Jack the Ripper?”

“Oh, whatever. Doesn’t matter. This person was clearly insane. It’s scary to think someone planned to murder someone. Normal people don’t actually think that way. Who do you think did it?”

He shrugged. “Like you said, not counting either of us, the woman had a lot of enemies. It wasn’t like she was beloved by all. I’m surprised we’re not hearing the chorus of ‘Ding, dong, the witch is dead’ from out here.

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