Covens and Coffins_Paranormal Cozy Mystery by Lily Webb

Author:Lily Webb [Webb, Lily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mystery
Goodreads: 45039309
Publisher: Lily Webb
Published: 2019-06-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The next morning, Damon Fade arrived at my makeshift campaign office — AKA the smallest room at the back of my house — looking just as well-dressed and irritated as I remembered. At least this time the gargoyles didn’t have to drag him inside.

“Welcome to my humble home,” I said, gesturing around the office. We’d been so busy since I started my run for office that Grandma and I hadn’t had time to unpack our things, much less decorate.

“I had a bad feeling I’d see you again,” Damon said, straightening his jacket as he sat down in the rickety wooden chair across from me. He hadn’t brought his camera with him, which was more than a little disappointing.

“You make it sound like a bad thing,” I said.

“Maybe it isn’t, but it definitely isn’t good either,” he said and slouched in his chair, unimpressed. Coming to my office wasn’t so much an invitation as it was an order. Damon could hardly refuse the request of a candidate for Head Witch.

Though Raina wasn’t happy about bringing Damon back into the fold, she came around. I didn’t know who else to ask about Brendan. It seemed extreme to go directly to the president of the organization, and though Damon wasn’t the most friendly or cooperative person, he seemed to know enough of the inner machinations of the NWA to point me in the right direction.

“I’m sure it’s rare that a photographer for the NWA finds themselves in an office like this,” I said, and he smirked.

“You call this an office?” he asked. “It looks more like a barn.” I couldn’t argue with that, so I smiled and shrugged. The old wooden panel walls made the entire house look more like a cottage than a home.

“Cozy, isn’t it?”

“Sure. Look, I’ve got things to do, so let’s get this show on the road. What do you want?”

Nothing like getting right to the point. “I want to ask you a couple questions about a peer of yours,” I said, and Damon’s shoulders snapped up to his ears as if drawn by magnets.

“Who?”

“Brendan Norwood,” I said, and watched his face for any sign of a problem. Luckily for him, he had a fantastic poker face that betrayed nothing. Though I could have jumped right to reading his thoughts, I refrained from courtesy.

“Judging from your reaction, I assume you know who I’m talking about?”

“Sure, I’ve heard the name a few times. What about him?”

“You haven’t heard?” I asked, skeptical.

“Heard what?”

“Someone ransacked Brendan’s house, and he’s missing. You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?” I asked, and Damon shuffled in his seat like he sat on a bed of nails. Bingo.

“No, nothing. Until you told me, I didn’t know there was anything going on with him at all,” Damon said. For the first time, I believed him. “Well, no more than usual, anyway.”

I raised an eyebrow at him and leaned across the desk.

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know. Brendan was an odd duck,” Damon said.

“You aren’t the first person to tell me that,” I said.

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