Falmouth Shadows (A Cape Cod Series Book 3) by Kimberly Thomas

Author:Kimberly Thomas [Thomas, Kimberly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“Are we having a party?” Ian stopped to wipe his feet on the doormat, and his eyes danced around the room, taking in his uncle Frankie by the fire and Grandpa Frank opposite him, the two of them whispering conspiratorially.

Grandma Jen drew him in for a hug and lingered. “No, sweetheart. Your uncle Frankie just stopped by to check in. Come in from the cold. You look hungry. Can I make you something to eat?”

Ian unwound his scarf and left his boots by the door. “It’s okay, Grandma. I had a big breakfast at the station. I just thought I’d stop by on my way home from work.”

Grandma Jen patted his head and smiled. “There’s no need to trouble yourself, dear. I know how tired and busy you can get.”

Ian hung up his coat on the back of the door and turned to face his grandma with a smile. “I’m never too tired or busy for you, Grandma.”

Grandma Jen waved his comment away and ambled into the kitchen, her skirt swishing with every movement. In the kitchen, he watched her measure out some tea and coffee before rummaging through the fridge. Her weathered face was all smiles when she reemerged, a strange twinkle in her eyes.

“Why don’t you join your grandpa and uncle in the living room? I’ll be right out.”

“Are you sure you don’t need my help?”

“I’ll call you if I need you.” Grandma Jen offered him an indulgent smile, and gnarled hands waved him off. “Go on now.”

With one last smile in her direction, Ian stepped into the living room overlooking the kitchen and paused to scratch the back of his neck. Grandpa Frank and Uncle Frankie were sitting in armchairs opposite the fire, discussing the latest news. As one, the two of them trailed off when they noticed him and offered cryptic smiles.

“Don’t stop on my account.” Ian sank onto the brown leather couch and stretched his legs out in front of him. “But I hope you’re not expecting me to contribute to the conversation. I barely keep track of current events.”

Grandpa Frank sat up straighter and linked his fingers together. “Frankie was just telling me about the trip you took to meet with the PI’s son.”

Ian averted his gaze and folded his hands in his lap. “Yeah, it’s a shame it didn’t work out.”

Grandpa Frank pursed his lips together. “E, you know we don’t like to get involved in your personal life, but what, exactly, are you doing with your life?”

Ian glanced between the two of them and blinked. “I don’t understand.”

“We know you’re not studying for the detective exam, even though you spent the past few months talking about it,” Frankie said with a lift of his chin. “You’re spending too many nights at the police station, even when you don’t have a shift.”

“I wasn’t aware people were keeping tabs on me.”

Grandpa Frank leaned forward, and his eyes were tight. “We’re just worried about you, son. You can’t let your mom’s case take over your entire life like this.

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