Dirty Little Murder: A Plain Jane Mystery (The Plain Jane Mysteries Book 2) by Traci Tyne Hilton

Author:Traci Tyne Hilton [Hilton, Traci Tyne]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Proverbs 31 House LLC
Published: 2014-04-29T04:00:00+00:00

15

Jake texted over lunch. “Call me, maybe?”

Jane sipped her coffee and considered it. If anyone would get how freaked out she was right now, it was him.

He sent another message on the heels of the first. This time it was a video of a goat “singing,” if you could call it that, along with some old Crystal Gail. And yet, it wasn’t exactly rude. Jane choked on a laugh. She should text him back.

She watched the video again. Jake, Jake, Jake. She took a bite of her sandwich and replied, “lol.”

He responded again. “The song, or calling me?”

She shook her head at her phone. “Both.”

Jane set her phone down and worked on her lunch and the little murder problem. Tomorrow morning she could run down to the stables. She had not been there yet, and it could be telling.

Or she could sit and visit with Caramel, if Caramel had clothes on.

Jane picked the seeds off the crust of her bread. She couldn’t just “sit and visit” or pop into the outbuildings. She needed a plan.

It seemed clear to her that someone had been in the tub with Douglas. Otherwise there wouldn’t have been wet towels on the step. The person had disappeared before she got into the room, so they had to have heard her coming. And they hadn’t gone far, or the towels and laundry basket wouldn’t have just disappeared. And if they had just stuck themselves back into the closet they would have been found by the cops. So the person and the basket and the towels had just gone outside. It was the only possibility.

Jane peeked at her phone. No new message. She checked again. Still, it was better. She didn’t need Jake pestering her while she had so much important stuff to do.

She dialed Isaac’s number. Yet again, no answer. She was disappointed—sort of.

Seven o’clock rolled around, and Jane, Kaitlyn, and Valerie were stationed on three sides of a small table in Bean Me Up Scotty’s for their very important Friday meeting.

Jane’s back was ramrod straight. She held her cup of decaf close to her mouth, but didn’t sip.

Valerie frowned into her large cappuccino.

Kaitlyn sat like Jane, but with a thin line of tears glistening on one cheek. “I knew the cut was coming, but I didn’t know it would hurt so bad.”

Jane was torn. She had grown to like Kaitlyn, but the melodrama was exhausting.

“Can you get another part time job to help make up the loss?” Valerie’s suggestion came in her matter of fact tone. Not cold hearted, but not easily moved either.

“It’s the economy…” Kaitlyn wiped the tears away with her good hand.

“I meant it when I said I could offer you work cleaning.” It would take some work, but Jane was fairly sure she could come up with a client or two for her friend.

Kaitlyn held up her prosthetic. “With this?” Her voice had a teary edge to it.

“Of course with that. What would that hurt?”

“The chemicals, the lifting. I don’t know. I just don’t think it would work.

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