Seaside Bookshop Mysteries: Boxed Set 1 (Book 1 - 3) by Selby Emily

Author:Selby, Emily
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-05T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

'Do you have the person's name and address, or was it an anonymous tip?' Ryan asked.

'Name and address. Actually, there were two people; and I've confirmed with the other person. Two fishermen who were swapping places with two in the crew that returned on Saturday morning. They drove to the harbour early. There was something they had to do before the boat docked,' Ann-Marie explained.

'Sounds convincing,' Ryan said slowing down to negotiate one of the many speed bumps. 'We'll have to talk to Alesha again, unless you think it was someone else's van.'

'No, sir. The boys were both clear. They made a comment about Alesha not being able to sleep because of too much pink and purple in her life, or something like that.'

'We'll definitely talk to her again. I'll go and do it, just need to do something and I'll pick up my notebook.'

Ryan ended the call.

'You can just drop me off in the town centre, I'll walk back to Martha's shop,' Amelia said.

'Not in this weather,' Ryan said, pointing at the windscreen, which as if to prove him wrong was drying up.

'It's only drizzling,' Amelia said.

'No way. Besides, I've promised the Terrible Two that I'm going to deliver you safely to The Seashores and I will deliver on my promise.'

'Nice play on the double meaning of the word deliver,' Amelia observed.

'Nicely spotted,' Ryan nodded at her. 'The Seashores it is then.'

'Is Martha there?'

'I believe so. My mother was expecting her. She had some sort of meeting with the local big wigs.'

'Big wigs in the local council, right?' Amelia checked.

'Indeed. So, there's no point in you walking home... I mean to Martha's home.'

Amelia agreed. The unsettling sensation in her chest was warning her that she was risking getting right into Mrs Webb and her inquisitive questioning, but the logical arguments won.

Ryan stopped the car by the steps and drove off after saying goodbye.

As soon as Amelia set her foot on the first step, the kitchen window opened and Mrs Webb's head full of bouncy curls showed up.

'Where has the boy gone? That's rude.'

'I'm not sure if I'm allowed to report,' Amelia replied.

'If it's police business and you've overhead it, then of course, you're not allowed. Come up quick.'

In the kitchen, Martha was sitting at the table warming her hands on a steaming mug.

'Horrible rain. Didn't you get wet?' she asked, getting up.

'No. I was quite lucky,' Amelia replied. If she could only push a fast forward on these parts of the conversation.

'Happy to be back?' Martha walked up to Amelia with her arms wide open.

Amelia shifted from foot to foot. She found displays of emotions difficult, and physical manifestations of emotions, even positive ones, were even more difficult.

'Come on, Amelia, darling, give us a hug,' Martha said, standing in front of Amelia with her arms open. 'Three one-thousands only, I promise.'

That was easy enough to manage.

Amelia counted the seconds. Three for a close friend or a distant family member.

'Good to have you back,' Martha said. 'I've got so much to share with you.

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