Laurel McKay Mysteries Boxed Set (Books 1-3) by Cindy Sample

Laurel McKay Mysteries Boxed Set (Books 1-3) by Cindy Sample

Author:Cindy Sample
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: small town mystery, humorous mystery, romantic comedy, romantic mystery, cozy, boxed set
Publisher: Cindy Sample
Published: 2014-12-12T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

I raced out of the office in such a hurry that I forgot my coat. The brisk December wind blowing through my thin rose pink cotton sweater transformed me into a raspberry popsicle. I trotted down the sidewalk hoping to catch the officers and their presidential prisoner before they drove out of the parking lot.

Mr. Chandler stepped into the back of the patrol car, his lips curled in displeasure. As I recalled from my one and only backseat ride in a squad car, the interior of the cars were as aromatic as the Hangtown Bakery. But not in a good way.

“Tom!” I waved my hands to get his attention.

He leaned in, spoke with the deputy then walked over to meet me. “Laurel, we have to get going. And you’re obviously freezing.” His gaze dropped from my face to my chest. My nipples were happily saluting my former boyfriend, either because they were too cold to know better or because they were hoping he would heat them up.

I crossed my arms over my disobedient breasts and tilted my head to meet his wary eyes. “Is Mr. Chandler under arrest?”

“I can’t share that with you,” he said firmly.

“How do you think the bank can function if the president is in jail? What about our customers?”

I was so annoyed I began poking him in the chest with my index finger. “We could have a run on the bank. That wouldn’t be good for the bank, or this town.”

He pulled on his earlobe, a little habit that meant he wasn’t absolutely certain what to do in this situation. It was nice to know I could read one of his tells. Maybe it wasn’t so terrible to have a daughter addicted to Texas Hold ’Em. Some of the poker-playing skills she’d shared with me could come in handy.

“Look, your boss tried to punch a deputy. We can’t ignore something like that in order to keep your bank customers happy.”

“Yeah, but Mr. Chandler missed so technically he didn’t assault him.” Did a missed attempt count? “Your deputy must have provoked him.”

“Deputy Mengelkoch may have been a little out of line with one of his remarks.”

“What did he say to set Mr. Chandler off?”

Tom stuffed his hands in his pockets and rocked back and forth. “That’s none of your concern. I have to get out of here, but we need to talk. Are you home tonight?”

Four days until Christmas Eve. Ten days until Liz and Brian’s New Year’s Eve wedding. Home was the last place I should be tonight, but it was past time the detective and I had a tete-a-tete, whether it was about the murder or about the two of us.

“Call me, I’ll be around.”

He put his hand on the small of my back and lightly pushed me in the direction of Main Street. “Go warm up. I don’t want to see you shivering when I show up tonight.”

Like that was going to happen. My internal temperature gauge always went awry when he was in the vicinity.



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