Rest in Pieces (PTO Murder Club Mystery Book 1) by Katie Graykowski

Author:Katie Graykowski [Graykowski, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mystery, contemporary, kindergarten, children, elementary school, PTO, PTA
Published: 2015-03-12T04:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 13

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I stood there while the verbal grenade he’d just tossed out in front of me exploded. Someone had bugged my house? I looked around like the listening devices would jump out and run around.

“What?” Okay, I understood his words, but it didn’t make sense to me.

He leaned in even closer and his lips brushed my earlobe. “Just act normal and let me sweep the place.”

I almost pointed to the broom, but I didn’t. Queen of self–restraint, right here.

“Why would I be under surveillance?” I whispered. I know I should have been scared, but honestly, the first thing that popped into my mind was that surveilling me must be so disappointing. Some people really had too much free time.

“Molly Miars.” His lips tickled my earlobe again.

Adrenaline slammed through my system. This was about Molly? Holy crap, what had she been into? For that matter, what had she gotten me into?

Max wasn’t safe here; I wasn’t safe. We needed to move. I glanced in the direction of my bedroom. Our suitcases were under my bed. I needed to pack. We would go…where?

He gripped my shoulder and pulled me into him. “You look like you’re about to lose it. Stay with me. Focus on the sound of my voice. I’m going to take care of this problem for you.”

“Why?” I didn’t know him that well and he was possibly a drug lord.

“Looking into Molly Miars’ death has put you on the radar of some very dangerous people.” His breath tickled the side of my cheek and sent little tingles up and down my spine.

“Why are you helping me?” I needed to get out of here. The only problem was, I didn’t have anywhere else to go, and I had like thirty–five dollars to my name. Payday wasn’t until next week. If I was on the run, would I still need to pay my electric bill?

“Calm down.” Daman hugged me against his chest. “You’re shaking.”

Gently, he rocked me back and forth.

Man, he smelled good. Usually I didn’t like men who wore cologne, mostly because they tended to think that more is better, but Daman wore something that mixed perfectly with his body chemistry and produced a deliciously sinful smell. Once in college I followed a guy across campus because he smelled so good. Unfortunately I lost him in the Quad—my life could have been way different if I’d been willing to run after him, but I was wearing heels. C’est la vie.

There was something I was worried about before my ovaries sidetracked me…oh yeah, my house was bugged.

“Molly died of a drug overdose…ask anyone.” Except me or Monica or Haley. “There’s nothing to look into.”

It’s not that I didn’t trust Daman, it’s just that, well…I didn’t trust him. Up until five minutes ago, I was sure that he was here to kill me, and now he was holding me and patting my back like I was a frightened child.

“Mom, what’s going on?” Max leaned against the sofa back and crossed his arms.

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