Counting Crows: One For Murder (Lorne Turner Mystery Thrillers Book 1) by Joe Talon

Counting Crows: One For Murder (Lorne Turner Mystery Thrillers Book 1) by Joe Talon

Author:Joe Talon [Talon, Joe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mirador Publishing
Published: 2021-09-20T22:00:00+00:00


13

I returned to the kitchen and stared at the letter from the bank. Rather than fall into the anger burning in my gut, I started to think. I switched on my laptop and made tea while waiting for my aged technology’s pulse to start beating again. Ella’s elfin form walked around the church, then the graveyard, until she reached the wall separating the farm from the holy ground. She climbed over the wall and dropped into my garden, coming to the back door. I made her tea as well.

Letting herself in when she saw me through the kitchen window, she mumbled a sad ‘thanks’ as I handed her a cuppa. She hugged the big mug and stared with dull eyes into the murky depths.

“The bank is foreclosing on my mortgage. The National Park Authority has turned down my application of change of usage for the barns, and there are murmurings about removing my gun licence. The loan’s gone as well, which I hadn’t even managed to get around to telling you about,” I stated.

Ella’s eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. “What the hell?”

“Exactly. What the hell, Ella? That loan was approved. We’d reorganised the mortgage payments to give the business some time.” While I talked I opened a new web browser and called up a new VPN, then opened another browser where I could burn my search history with a click. I navigated to my website. “Bastards.”

“What?” Ella asked, coming up behind me. “Oh my God.”

Someone had turned the website Willow built for the business into a porn hub. No one needed to see women, or men for that matter, from that angle, or that depressed.

I grinned, the surge of energy through my limbs familiar and welcome.

Ella stepped back, alarmed. “What?”

“We’re being got at because we have ruffled feathers,” I said. “It’s time to go to war, Ella Morgan. We need to charge a few castle walls. Shake down some bad guys. Salt the earth of our enemies.”

“Salt the —”

I rose and paced the kitchen. “Something is pushing back at us, but talking to the Williams woman, going to see Spud yesterday and me going back to the police, the crow on the door, all of it—everything that’s happening to us both is because of that body and I intend to find out why and get my life back. I’ll get yours back to, Vicar. Don’t go packing bags just yet,” I crowed. I liked a good fight.

“Who or what is Spud?” Ella asked. I ignored the worry in her voice. Ella couldn’t understand what a hunt truly felt like, how it hummed just under the skin until you found your target and gave them the good news.

It took almost an hour and some rather lovely pasties to explain Spud and his involvement in our little mystery.

“Willow took you to see this guy, and he’s looking through the mystical books? Meanwhile you had a terrible flashback that sounds more like psychosis.” The worry made her look her age. “My friend, you need to leave this alone.



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