Scroll (Relic Hunters Taskforce Book 1) by Ruth Hartzler

Author:Ruth Hartzler [Hartzler, Ruth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ruth Hartzler Books
Published: 2019-08-26T16:00:00+00:00

17

OXFORD

The Turl Street Kitchen was a restaurant right by the Bodleian Library. It was in a gorgeous Georgian building, although the farmhouse-style tables and bare floorboards afforded a more bucolic, cozy tone to the restaurant.

Abigail desperately wanted to visit the Bodleian Library. Memories of her time spent there poring over leather-bound volumes in the Duke Humfrey’s Reading Room filled her heart with warmth, but Jason’s murder now shaded her golden memories of the Bodleian.

Abigail, not for the first time, wished she could have visited under different circumstances. She was certainly on a wild ride. Only a few days ago, she had no idea she would be on another mission so soon. She had been entirely consumed with her paper for the upcoming conference. The organization of the conference had been out of her hands due to the concerted and somewhat underhanded efforts of Harvey Hamilton. That had turned out to be a blessing, given that she was now on the other side of the world.

Abigail was concerned for her neighbor, Mary Yoder. Mary would worry about her unannounced absence, although she’d had the foresight to warn Mary she might disappear without warning from time to time. “For work,” she had said. Mary had looked puzzled at the time but was far too polite to push the matter. An Amish lady, Mary ran a Bed and Breakfast with her husband, Eli, and rented Abigail the cottage behind the main building. Thankfully, Abigail’s cottage had electricity and Internet as the bishop had long ago granted the Yoders permission to connect both due to the nature of their business.

She sighed, envious of the Amish for a moment, their simple ways, their peaceful yet hardworking way of life.

Abigail pulled her coat around her and forced herself to study the menu. “The haddock fish fingers, chips, and pea puree and tartar sauce look good.”

“I don’t like fish.” Riley turned up his nose. “I don’t think I’ll try this haddock stuff.”

Abigail scooped the menu out of Riley’s hand. “What about the beetroot, courgette—I think that’s a zucchini?—and goats cheese tart with mixed leaf salad?”

Thankfully, they had arrived at Turl Street Kitchen without further incident. Ellis had called to say he had found Thatcher and they were on their way. He didn’t give any details.

Before they ordered, Ellis and Thatcher turned up. Thatcher looked the worse for wear.

“What happened?” Riley asked him.

Thatcher sat down heavily and put one hand to his head. “I don’t know, to be honest. I don’t remember a thing. They hit me over the head pretty hard, I guess.”

Ellis looked exhausted. “I found him wandering around near the train. They must have pushed him out of the train.”

Thatcher’s smile was rueful. “Luckily for me the train was standing still when they did.”

“And lucky we avoided police attention,” Thacker added. He stopped speaking when a waiter approached their tables.

Riley ordered the soup of the day with freshly baked bread and butter for his entree, and Abigail ordered the same.

Ellis appeared displeased. “That’s a thing, you know.

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