Hana Du Rose Mysteries Boxed Set: Books 1 - 4 by Bowes K T

Author:Bowes, K T
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, interracial romance, mystery suspense, cozy mysteries, women sleuths series, school workplace romance, maori and new zealand, interracial romance bmww series, mystery stalkers, small town romance suspense
Publisher: K T Bowes

Hana Du Rose

Chapter 17

The next day dawned brightly and to her surprise, Hana slept late again. She awoke feeling slightly groggy but was heartened to see the sun peeking through the curtains and scattering light over her fiery hair as it draped over the pillow. Before she even fixed her feet to the rug, she decided to utilise the sunshine by doing some more outside work instead of staying inside painting.

In the kitchen, Logan was on the telephone, breaking off quickly to kiss her lightly on the cheek. He was already dressed and looked healthier, but still thin and gaunt. “24.71,” he said to her, as Hana crossed the kitchen to fill the kettle.

Hana was nonplussed. “Pardon?” she said, confused. Logan had taken a bite of his toast and waved the remainder of the piece over towards the windows and the bush.

“Acres,” he answered, covering his full mouth with his hand. He swallowed and then went on, “You wanted to know how many acres you owned. It’s 24.71, which is ten hectares.” He indicated a sheaf of papers on the table, “I looked it up in the deeds.”

Hana filled the kettle and then put it on to boil, leaning back against the counter facing Logan. “What am I going to do with all that?” she asked. Logan shrugged.

“Lots of things. Eventually. For now, let Maihi graze what she needs of it. The grass only grows to a certain length and then it dies off underneath after a while, so it’s best it gets cut somehow. Don’t let’s worry about it for now though hey?” He came across and put his arms around his wife, cuddling into her messy hair and sighing with contentment. A face appeared suddenly at the window, making him jump and he reached across and unlatched the window. “Come in stupid cat, before you break your neck!”

Once inside, Tiger purred happily, rubbing round their legs until Hana restocked his food bowl. When she stood up, Hana prodded Logan in the back. “I don’t want him to come in the kitchen window,” she said sternly, “he’s not allowed on the work surfaces.”

“Sorry Miss,” he replied in a false baby voice and Hana cuffed him gently round the head.

Tiger was alarmed by the squeal Hana let out as Logan chased her back down the hallway and into the bedroom. As he heard more giggling, he relaxed and put his face back into his food bowl. The crunchy kibbles weren’t as nice as the bits of roasted pig he ate just after midnight, but they would do for now. The two men who moved in after dark, setting up camp in the bush high above the house were generous with their free booty. Their pig dogs were tied up safely and quickly silenced with a look from one of the men, but Tiger hadn’t lingered just in case. He knew what a gun was; shot in the leg as a kitten when he lived at the storage lock-ups in Hamilton.

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