[Mace Bauer #5] Mama Gets Trashed by Deborah Sharp

Author:Deborah Sharp [Sharp, Deborah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Chick-Lit, Cozy, Fiction, Humour, Murder, Mystery & Detective, Women Sleuths, Women's Fiction
ISBN: 0738736155
Google: b_PK4Uc-WlcC
Amazon: B00EA117KM
Publisher: MIDNIGHT INK
Published: 2013-09-01T23:00:00+00:00

“I don’t want to make the call, Mace. You do it.’’

Maddie held a cocktail napkin with a phone number scribbled on it in lipstick. She’d found it deep in the pocket of a pair of Kenny’s slacks. Hand shaking, she shoved the napkin at me. I didn’t want to make the call either. But this was my sister. I took the number.

I hadn’t waited around at Mama’s to hear any more of Teensy’s yapping—not to mention any further dissection of Maddie’s strange behavior. I made a quick excuse about having to be up early, and was out the door right behind her. I tailed her to her house.

Now, the two of us were in her living room. The telephone beckoned on a table between us. The room was so quiet, I could hear the motor whirring on the decorative fountain in Maddie’s front yard.

I punched in the phone number. It rang and rang, maybe a dozen times, before someone finally answered. The clink of glasses and laughter echoed in my ear.

“19th Hole Lounge; Angel speaking.’’

I pressed down the button on the phone to disconnect.

“Who was it?’’ Maddie asked.

“Nobody,’’ I lied. “They never picked up.’’

“No answering machine? No voice mail?’’

I shrugged. “Maybe they can’t afford it.’’

I folded the napkin and slipped it deep into my pocket. I wasn’t going to make it easy for Maddie to call again. I wasn’t sure how the golf course’s bar—and its gorgeous barmaid—played into Kenny’s unfaithfulness. But I’d rather find out first than let Maddie assume the worst and act rashly. Angel didn’t seem like a good person to cross without having all the facts in hand.

Later, when Maddie’s mind was less burdened, she might think about hitting redial on her home phone. For now, the number was hidden in my pocket. I tried to distract her. “Why don’t you try Kenny again?’’

“I’ve dialed that number so many times the cramps in my fingers have cramps,’’ Maddie said. “I have the feeling he’s hiding out at his hunting camp. Would you go look for him? I’m so angry, I honestly don’t trust what I might do if I find him.’’

I knew Maddie was right about that. The mood she was in, she might just shoot him and mount his head like a hunting trophy on the wall. “Absolutely, I’ll go. If I find him, I’ll fetch him home again.’’ I didn’t say I’d probably knock some sense into the cheating bastard first.

“You can find it, right?’’

“Yep, I was just out there last winter when y’all had that big pig roast. It’s almost to the Okeechobee County line, not too far from the dump.’’

Maddie nodded. “I owe you one.’’ Her voice was so soft I had to lean in to hear her.

She looked miserable. It seemed every ounce of the self-confidence she’d always possessed had been sucked out. Putting my arm around her, I pulled her close. I wanted to protect her.

“You’d do the same for me, sister. You don’t owe me a thing.’’

I smoothed at Maddie’s fiery red hair, and brushed my lips against her cheek.

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