Ready to Fumble (The Worst Detective Ever Book 1) by Christy Barritt

Author:Christy Barritt [Barritt, Christy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: River Heights
Published: 2017-01-24T00:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

I lay in bed, thinking about everything. Mostly I thought about seeing Leonard outside the lighthouse though.

He’d never come into my home when I lived in California. But here, and being alone, I kept thinking I heard him. Every creak and squeak made me jump. To make matters worse, it was windy outside, and the breeze caused sand to lambast the house. Caused the shutters to rattle. Caused all kinds of other noises.

Sleep was futile.

At ten o’clock, my phone rang. I didn’t recognize the number, though the area code told me it was local.

“Hello?”

Static hit the receiver. Or was that the wind?

“Joey?” someone said.

“Jackson?” He must be calling about the case. It wasn’t the number he’d called from before, but I figured he had more than one number—cell, work, home, work cell even.

“Meet me. Down at. The police station.”

I’d been halfway expecting this phone call. I figured he’d want to chew me out after I showed up at Simon Philips’s house. I just hadn’t been sure if he would come over to my place to ream me out or what. It seemed better for him if I was inconvenienced to go to the station, which I totally understood.

Raven had always gotten in trouble. But she didn’t care. No, not as long as she got answers.

I was not Raven. I was the type who hated conflict and who tried to make peace whenever possible. I was an actress. I didn’t mind attention. I just liked for it to be positive.

“I’ll be right there,” I told him. It wasn’t like I had anything better to do.

I threw on some clothes and grabbed my keys. I hadn’t really loved being at the house by myself anyway, especially not after spotting Leonard.

After I’d seen him, I’d questioned myself. Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me. That was it. Leonard wouldn’t have followed me here all the way from California . . . right?

Zane and I had rushed down the spiral stairway of the lighthouse, trying to reach the bottom before he got away. But we both knew that was a long shot.

The man, whoever he was, disappeared more quickly than the Lost Colony of Roanoke Island.

A shiver rushed down my spine when I stepped outside.

Why couldn’t you ask me to meet you in the morning?

At least we were meeting at the police station. If it had been a deserted beach or empty parking lot, maybe I would have second thoughts. I couldn’t let my paranoia take over my life.

The police station was only five minutes away. It was located in a building with other city offices, and the parking lot was almost deserted, which made sense considering the time of day.

Just to be sure, I glanced around the lot and spotted Jackson’s car.

Sure enough, he was here.

I locked my car and hurried into the building. It was my first time stepping inside since I’d come to town. Many times I’d played with the idea of coming here to report my father’s disappearance, but I hadn’t done it.

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