Knit One Murder Two by Reagan Davis

Author:Reagan Davis [Davis, Reagan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781999043537
Publisher: Carpe Filum
Published: 2020-04-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

I look away from Fred long enough to grab April’s arm.

”Are you seeing this?!” I ask, trying to whisper but making more of an angry hissing sound.

April looks away from her wife, and her eyes widen when she sees Fred.

“Is that?” April asks incredulously.

“Yup! That’s Fred the blackmailer,” I say, interrupting her before she can finish her sentence. “Why is he standing with Kelly?”

I should just stop trying to whisper. Subtlety doesn’t seem to be an option currently available to me.

“So… if that’s Fred, does that mean the woman on the other side of Kelly is his wife, Stephanie?” April asks. “Are Stephanie and Kelly sisters?”

April’s head is still facing Fred, but her eyes are looking at me when she speaks, “I’m sure she’s the same woman who was with Kelly at the Shop’n’Save, remember?”

Whoa! My mind is blown.

I scan the room for Adam and spot him by the bar talking to Sheamus. Narrowing my eyes on my target, I inhale sharply and walk over there.

“Hi Sheamus,” I say, smiling at him while I clench Adam’s forearm, “you really have your hands full today. Do you mind if I borrow Adam for a moment?”

I speak quickly, and without waiting for a response, lead Adam to a quiet, less-populated, corner of the pub. I look him in the eye.

“Is that your girlfriend standing next to Kelly Sinclair? Look behind me, eleven o’clock.”

Adam looks. He blinks and does a double take, as if he can’t believe what he sees. His reaction answers my question; the woman standing next to Kelly is Stephanie Murphy. Stephanie and Kelly are sisters. Fred and Paul are brothers-in-law.

Feeling overwhelmed as I make the connections in my head, I walk to the nearest table and sit down. It’s already occupied, but there’s an empty chair. I smile at the people already sitting there.

“Do you mind if I just sit for a moment and catch my breath?”

They all say “of course” slightly out of sync and nod and smile. One of them asks me if I need anything.

“Just to rest for a moment, thanks,” I reply, smiling.

I fiddle with my ring and observe Stephanie from the safety of the full table.

Stephanie and Kelly aren’t alike at all, and I don’t just mean their appearance.

Where Kelly is blonde, slender, and graceful, Stephanie is brunette, curvy, and appears uncomfortable greeting people and making small talk.

Where Kelly has beautiful taste and a classic sense of style, Stephanie is wearing a grey pant suit a size larger than her body, cream-coloured blouse and sensible cream flats that are definitely function over style.

Stephanie and I resemble each other more than Stephanie and Kelly do. We’re close to the same height, have curly brown hair, fair skin, and a similar body type with a good helping of boobs and hips, and a small waist. It’s kind of creepy that we look alike. Maybe Adam has a type, but this still would make more sense to me if Stephanie bore no resemblance to me.

“I swear, I had no idea they were sisters.

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