Bar None (A Piper Harris Mystery, Volume 3) by Deany Ray

Author:Deany Ray [Ray, Deany]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Sourpuss flipped on her porch light. Edie and I lay flat on the ground behind some naughty gnomes, and I hoped the beam of light wouldn’t reach us. I turned my head toward the sidewalk but didn’t see Gran anywhere. I assumed she reacted in time and hid behind the hedges.

Sourpuss positioned herself right beneath the porch light, which wasn’t so clever of her. She wouldn’t see anything in the darkness beyond the porch. But hey, that worked out great for us. If she were cleverer, she would switch off the porch light and use a lantern instead.

Guess I should be glad she clearly didn’t have a gun.

I wasn’t sure what she was about to do. Was she hoping someone would answer her? Was she going to trudge down her porch stairs and look for intruders? Would she notice the other kind of gnomes in her yard?

All I knew was that Edie and I couldn’t just get up and make a run for it while Sourpuss was right there on her porch. That, she would definitely see. We were kind of in the same situation as we were at Hix-Tucker’s house. Edie and I were trapped.

“This is not the way it was supposed to go,” Edie whispered.

“Shh,” I hissed back. “Just stay on the ground and don’t move. I’m sure Gran will get us out of here.”

“If she starts shooting at Lucretia, I am not going to lie for her on the witness stand,” Edie said.

“That’s not necessary,” I said. “I took away her gun tonight.”

Edie let out a breath of relief. “Then how is she going to—”

In that moment we heard a thumping sound coming from the side of Sourpuss’s house. It was like something was hitting the wall. But Gran wasn’t even near the side of the house. She must have still been on the sidewalk next to the neighboring house. So that meant she was throwing something at Sourpuss’s house to divert her. But what was she throwing? I didn’t think she’d found rocks this big so fast, so the only other thing left was . . . Oh dear god.

“What the heck is going on there?” Sourpuss asked and made her way to the side of her house.

The porch light was still on, and Edie and I looked up and could faintly see what was going on. Sourpuss trudged in a flowery house robe to the corner of the house when some kind of object zipped right past her face and hit the wall again. It burst open and there was white powder everywhere, most of it settling on Sourpuss.

“What the . . .?” Edie asked. “Is that . . . our foot powder?”

I didn’t have time to answer, because another container hit the wall and exploded as well. Sourpuss coughed and started flailing her arms desperately around her. “What kind of sick joke is this?” She started rubbing at her arms, then turned around and fled toward her front door. She ran up her porch stairs, got inside and shut the door with a bang.

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