Murder in the Blitz: A completely addictive historical cozy mystery (An Edie York Mystery Book 1) by F.L. Everett

Murder in the Blitz: A completely addictive historical cozy mystery (An Edie York Mystery Book 1) by F.L. Everett

Author:F.L. Everett [Everett, F.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781837905003
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2023-09-20T16:00:00+00:00


I was sitting at the table with my head in my hands when they eventually came back. I had a poisonous headache throbbing behind my eyes; Annie would be wondering where I was; it was almost certain that the Chronicle was at the scene, interviewing the nosy woman in the gumboots; Charles would probably never speak to me again for dragging him into all this; and, of course, there was the small matter that I was still potentially the main suspect in a murder case.

‘Seems the time of death was well before you broke in,’ said Beeston, marching back in.

I sat up. ‘When?’

‘Not your concern. Mrs Novak was already long dead by the time you got there – your footprints were still visible, according to Constable Barker, who had the sense to check.’

I was shocked that Mrs Novak had already been poked and prodded over. Somehow, I had expected it to take much longer.

‘Is the dog safe?’ I asked.

‘I’m quite sure the correct animal husbandry procedures have been followed,’ said Beeston in quelling tones.

‘I think we’ve got all we need for now then,’ said O’Carroll, getting to his feet. ‘We’ll be in touch.’

I gathered my coat. I was stranded miles from home, with no buses or trams running.

‘Oh yes,’ O’Carroll said, when I tentatively mentioned this. ‘I meant to say, DCI Brennan’s on his way. He said he’d pick you up and give you a lift home. Friends in high places, eh?’

Beeston snorted. ‘I trust none of this will be finding its way into your newspaper,’ he said. How could he think a murder wouldn’t be on the front page?

‘I hope my statement is useful,’ I said rather haughtily. ‘And I hope you find out who did such a terrible thing.’

‘Oh, we intend to,’ said Beeston. I didn’t believe he had a clue what was going on, but I nodded sagely. I was so relieved to be out of there, I’d have kissed him, if he’d asked.

I waited outside for Lou. It had stopped snowing and there was the ghost of a moon already hovering above the ruined city.

‘Hop in,’ he said, drawing up in his big black car. I was too exhausted to hop anywhere, but I collapsed into the seat.

‘You’re quite the girl detective, aren’t you?’ he said. He wasn’t smiling. ‘Two bodies within a week.’

‘I just went to interview her!’ I said. ‘How could I know I’d find her…’ The image reared up again, the blood and the matted hair, and the smell that I didn’t think I’d ever be able to get rid of, no matter how many handfuls of Annie’s precious bath salts I used.

‘For God’s sake, though, Edie!’ he said tightly. It was hard to square this professional Lou, in his dark coat and hat, driving this big, serious car, with the funny, relaxed man of yesterday, who had distributed crackers and brandy and bonhomie.

‘Whoever did her in could still have been in the house, you know that, don’t you?’

I had known it, but I didn’t want to think about it for long.



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