Saints & Sinners Ball by Stacy M Jones

Author:Stacy M Jones [Jones, Stacy M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stacy M. Jones
Published: 2019-05-02T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Seven

“I told you at some point you’d be begging to have me in your room. I just didn’t think it would be this fast,” Jackson teased as Harper pulled him by the arm up the stairs.

Harper rolled her eyes at him. “That is most definitely not why I dragged you up here. I was doing some research on Fr. McNally. I think I found something interesting. I want to show you.”

“I see,” Jackson said dryly, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “I was hoping for a little bit different show and tell.”

“What has gotten into you?” Harper asked, crinkling up her nose at him. “You’re all flirty all of a sudden, and we have work to do.”

Harper went to her desk and started rifling through papers. Jackson sat down in the chair and gave Sparkle and Shine, who had tagged along, a good rub behind their ears. He said to the dogs loud enough for Harper to hear him, “We can’t be flirting with the lady now. We have work to do. But what do you think, kids, once we solve the murder maybe I can take her to dinner and a movie?”

Harper barely registered what Jackson said. She was looking through the pages she had printed off to find the exact article that raised her suspicions. While Harper did that, the dogs wiggled around under Jackson’s playful petting. He pulled dog bones from his pocket and gave one to each.

Harper found the pages and watched him. Nick always hated animals. Watching Jackson play with her aunt’s dogs was sweet to watch. Walking over to him, Harper held out the pages and asked eagerly, “Look at that photo. Does that look like the Fr. McNally we know?”

Jackson stopped with the dogs who plopped down at his feet. He took the pages and studied them carefully. Harper watched to see if she could gauge his reaction. The photos were of Fr. McNally from just more than two years ago when he first started his work at a school in Rio de Janeiro.

Jackson looked up at Harper and back down at the page. He said with hesitation in his voice, “I’m not sure. It looks like it could be Fr. McNally, but he seems much heavier here so his face looks quite different and body frame doesn’t appear to be the man next door. Maybe the difference is he’s just lost weight?” Jackson suggested, and then looked to Harper for explanation.

“I thought about that,” Harper admitted. Then pointing at the photo, she said, “Look at his eyes and nose though. His eyes here are wide-set and rounder. His nose is a bit full as well. The man next door, his eyes are more close-set and almond-shaped, and his nose is thinner. Weight gain or loss isn’t going to change that.”

“That’s true.” Jackson studied the photo again. “I wish we had a side by side comparison. Did you find any current photos of Fr. McNally?”

“No,” Harper said with a satisfying grin.

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