CRY WOLF by Annette Dashofy

Author:Annette Dashofy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mystery series;mystery books;women sleuths
Publisher: Henery Press
Published: 2018-06-21T16:07:22+00:00

Pete managed a couple hours of slumber Saturday night after Nate Williamson, his regular weekend officer, took over the shift at four a.m. Any hopes he’d had of sleeping in were quashed when Zoe shook him awake at eight with talk of a new “witness.”

She called Jason from the passenger seat on the drive to Brunswick. “Pete’ll be there to help with the barn roof as soon as we’re done at Golden Oaks.” After she ended the call, she picked up Pete’s phone from the console. “I’m adding Jason’s number to your contacts in case you need to call him about running late or something.” She hiked an eyebrow at Pete. “Do not be late.”

Pete sighed. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

They tracked down Harry in his room, tying his sneakers. He looked up when they entered, and a smile lit his face. “Well, hello. What a nice surprise.” With one last tug on the laces, he stood to accept Zoe’s hug and Pete’s handshake. “What brings you here?”

Zoe hooked an arm through Harry’s. “You told me to bring Pete to talk to Ernie.”

“I did?” Harry’s eyes shifted, searching his failing memory. He either found what he was looking for or faked it. “Of course, I did.”

Pete suspected the latter. “Do you want to take us to see him, Pop?”

That vacant look again. “I’m not sure where he lives.”

“I know,” Zoe said.

“Wonderful. Lead on, young lady.”

Pete handed Harry his cane and fell in behind the two of them.

They’d almost reached the elevator when Zoe stopped at a room. “This is it.” She pointed at a small plate next to the closed door. A plate none of the other rooms had. Braille. She rapped lightly.

After a moment, there were some scuffing noises from inside. A click. And the door swung open revealing a man Pete guessed was in his late eighties, who wasn’t wearing the tell-tale dark glasses of the vision impaired but was clutching a skinny white cane. “Yes?”

“Hey, Arnie.” Harry stepped forward to put a hand on the man’s arm. “It’s me. Harry Adams. I brought my son the cop to talk to you.”

“It’s Ernie.” The old man had the appearance of someone who’s developed a hard shell to survive in a world not designed for him. From the tone of his voice, he’d been tolerating and correcting Harry’s misuse of his name for a long time. “And I’d really rather forget the whole thing. I’m sorry you made the trip for nothing.”

Pete glanced at Zoe. She’d warned him about the man’s hesitance to cause trouble and made an I-told-you-so face.

“Oh, come on,” Harry said. “You might have the information they need to crack this case wide open.”

“We’ve already arrested a suspect,” Zoe told Ernie.

“Good. You don’t need me after all.”

“On the contrary. You might be able to confirm what we already think happened, or you might help clear an innocent man of homicide charges.” She spoke quietly, a note of pleading in her voice.

Ernie’s stony expression softened. Zoe had a way with these old folks.

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