Chicken Scratch by Becki Willis

Author:Becki Willis [Willis, Becki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Clear Creek Publishers
Published: 2015-03-12T19:00:00+00:00

The woman seemed to have some sixth sense about any male getting within a hundred feet of her. Before Brash even stopped the cruiser in her driveway, she was standing in the front door, posing provocatively in a bathrobe.

“Why, Chief deCordova, to what do I owe this pleasure?” she asked in a sugary voice.

“I have a few questions I’d like to ask you, Mrs. Gleason.” He used his most formal voice, hoping to set the tone for the professional visit.

“Of course, of course. Come right in,” she encouraged. She leaned over to push the door open wider, stooping just enough to offer a deliberate glimpse down her robe. She was totally naked beneath the plush red cloth.

“Uh- uhm- we could - we could discuss this out here.” Brash knew he was stammering like a randy teenager at his first peep show, but the woman’s audacity took him completely by surprise.

“Why, I’m not even dressed!” Ramona slid a long leg out from beneath the robe, as if he might not have noticed until now. “And it’s cold out there. Come on in, where we’ll be nice and cozy.”

Step into my parlor, said the spider to the fly. The old phrase played in Brash’s mind as he cautiously walked through the door.

Ramona motioned for him to take a seat on the sofa, but he deliberately chose a chair. With an amused smirk, she seated herself directly across from him. The robe was tied only by a sash at the waist. She crossed her leg without worry of how far the material fell away.

The memory of another long leg, one marred by the angry curl of jagged metal, crossed Brash’s mind. What would Ramona say if she knew he much preferred Maddy’s flannel sleep pants and thin tee to her own seductive garb?

“Mrs. Gleason, I need to ask you some questions about your late husband.”

The sigh that slipped out was just short of resigned. “Yes, very well. What would you like to know?”

“Why had Ronny hired someone to work in the houses for him?”

“He was going on another one of those silly fishing trip.”

“He had gone before?”

“Yes, at least three or four times, just last year.”

Brash took out his notepad and started jotting down notes. “Did you ever go along?”

She gave him an incredulous look. “Do you have any idea what the salt air does to skin as delicate as mine? Of course I didn’t go.”

“Do you know who he went with?”

Ramona waved five long nails in the air, painted almost the same shade as the robe that steadily slipped from her shoulder. “One of his friends. Paul or Pete or Pedro, something like that.”

“Mrs. Gleason, would you mind if I took a look at Ronny’s cell phone again?”

“You can take the thing with you, if you like. We’ll get it later. It’s in the bedroom.”

Brash cleared his throat, as if willing the seductive tone out of her last words. He wasn’t about to step foot in that woman’s bedroom, not even for

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