Misty Hollow Cat Detective Box Set #1 by K. J. Emrick

Author:K. J. Emrick [Emrick, K. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cats, Cozy, Crime, Fiction, Mystery & Detective, Women Sleuths
Publisher: South Coast Publishing
Published: 2014-08-19T00:00:00+00:00

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"Can't you just give Corvin some other shiny thing?" Tony asked me.

Tony is a friend of mine. A tiger-striped alley cat who likes to eat chicken wings from the dumpsters. Not my idea of dinner, but it works for him. I found him behind the Bean There Bakery and Café, where the shade kept the ground cool and lunchtime was sure to bring him lots of tasty table scraps. He sat back on his haunches now, dividing his attention between me and the back door of the place. He didn't want to take a chance on missing the garbage when it came out.

"I'm not a jewelry store," I said dismissively. "If he wants to get this girl crow a gift then he can do it himself."

"Speaking of that, how's things with you and Twistypaws?"

That, at least, made me want to smile. "We're good. I'm supposed to take her out tonight."

"Oh yeah? Anywhere special?"

"Like I'm going to tell you. We're going there by ourselves, Tony. To be alone."

I'd made the mistake of telling Tony where me and Twist were going last time. He'd shown up, hoping that we'd brought some fish with us or something. No amount of explaining it could make him understand that we wanted to have a private moment. A private moment that didn't include him.

The back door opened and a woman with her long auburn hair in a net and scars on one side of her face swung out from the doorframe. She tossed a bag into the dumpster without noticing us sitting here. The odor from the bag smelled of cheese and bread and stuff I couldn't identify. I looked at Tony, waiting for him to pounce on the bag. He just shook his head instead.

"The good stuff gets tossed out later. That's the garbage from yesterday. Blech."

I guess when you live the life of an alley cat you can tell the difference between the good garbage, and the bad garbage.

"Anyway." I got back up onto all four of my feet. "This has been really helpful and all, but I need to go. I don’t know what I'm going to do about Corvin. Maybe there's nothing I can do. The necklace is gone. Maybe he just needs to accept that."

"Wasn't that what I said?" Tony asked, his one ear flopping down.

I ignore him, although I have to admit he's right. There was nothing else I could do. I'd interviewed the crows, for all that it mattered. I was pretty sure none of them had it. They either would have brought it out to brag about it, or attacked me to keep Corvin from getting it back. So not the crows. Not humans either, because it happened after dark.

It was possible that Jessamine's father had stolen it to keep Corvin from giving it to her. I suppose I'll have to keep that in mind.

I'd considered the possibility that a squirrel was the thief, but squirrels are always too busy collecting food for the winter to steal other things.

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