Murder at Barnaby House by Chloe Mayson

Author:Chloe Mayson [Mayson, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-03T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Cortney yawned while she stretched and glanced out the window, remembering the late-night ride on Hildegard. Who had conjured up the fog? If I knew that, I would know who murdered Aunt Morticia. However, the truth was that she didn’t have a clue which of the five warlock members of the magic council was guilty.

Catching movement out of the corner of her eye, Cortney glanced at the cemetery just as a large ferret stepped out from behind a crumbling gravestone carrying a rabbit in its mouth.

Hmm, I wonder who has the pet ferret, she thought as she turned from the window. She glanced at the bed. Tom Cat lay in a tight black ball at the foot of the bed where he had slept all night. Asleep, he looked like an ordinary cat.

Stop lingering and get dressed, Cortney told herself as she walked over to the closet.

“What’s that smell?” Cortney called out. “It smells like cat poop!” she added as she glanced at the bed. “Tom Cat, did you poop in the closet? Cortney shouted.

Tom Cat raised his head and yawned.

“Did you?” Cortney demanded.

“Litterbox,” Tom Cat replied.

As the cat spoke, Cortney noticed the box of cat litter for the first time. “Who put the litter box in the closet?”

Annoyed, Tom lifted his head again. “Mildred.”

“But why does it smell so awful?” Cortney asked.

“It needs changing,” Tom Cat replied.

“I’m not changing your litter box!” Cortney said shaking her head. “God, it smells horrible. Change it yourself.”

Tom cat lifted his paw.

“Well, I’m not changing it, and that’s final,” Cortney said as she pulled a black blouse and a pair of black slacks off the clothes racks.

“Then I suggest a clothespin over your nose,” Tom Cat said.

Cortney was still annoyed about finding the litter box as she and Tom Cat descended the stairs. She saw Frank already seated at the head of the long table when she entered the dining room.

“Did you enjoy your broomstick ride last night?” Frank asked.

“Not particularly. One of the members of the magic council, more than likely the one that poisoned Aunt Morticia, trapped me in a fog over the swamp,” Cortney said.

“Oh my, that sounds dangerous,” Mildred called out as she entered the dining room carrying a huge tray with their breakfast.

“It was. Hildegard didn’t know the direction home. We were trapped circling over the swamp,” Cortney replied.

“You are here, so you must have solved the problem,” Frank said as he glared at Cortney with his brown eye.

“Sort of. Actually, it was Gator that rescued us. Tom Cat spotted his porch light, and I landed on his back porch,” Cortney said.

“So how is the bloodthirsty tadpole these days?” Frank asked.

“He’s fine. He fed us and then brought Tom Cat and me to Vick’s Trading Post on his airboat,” Cortney said as Mildred placed a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon in front of her.

“The tadpole doing something nice? Wow, that’s a change from his serial killer days,” Frank said.

“About that, Frank. Because he practically saved our lives, Tadpole… I mean, Gator asked me for a favor,” Cortney said in a soft tone.

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