Secrets of Harmony Grove by Mindy Starns Clark

Author:Mindy Starns Clark [Clark, Mindy Starns]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Amish, Christian, Suspense, Single Women, Lancaster County (Pa.), General, Christian Fiction, Mystery Fiction, Bed and Breakfast Accommodations, Fiction, Religious
ISBN: 9780736926256
Google: 5XdIgMWhmcoC
Amazon: 0736926259
Publisher: Harvest House Publishers
Published: 2010-10-15T05:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-THREE

My pocket buzzed several times while I was standing there trying to listen, so finally I broke away to see who was trying to get in touch with me. I wanted to dump my half-melted ice pack first, but with no trash can around I ended up pouring its contents onto the ground and tucking the leftover plastic bag in my pocket.

When I looked at the screen I saw that I had two texts, one from Liz and one from my father. I checked his first, relieved to learn that he had lined up a temporary replacement for Nina through the same agency that had cared for Abe when he broke his hip years ago.

Next, I switched over to Liz’s message, which said: Great tip! I have been able to confirm investigation is almost definitely mob related. Nothing beyond that for right now, but I have some feelers out and will keep you posted.

I tried not to think about the darker side of the confirmation. On the one hand, any news was better than being completely in the dark. On the other hand, now that I knew “almost definitely” that I had been linked in some way with organized crime, I had entered a whole new playing field. Somehow, a big black beast breathing flashes of fire was a preferable danger to some nameless, faceless monster with a gun and a directive to kill. Whether Troy’s death had been a Mafia hit or not, I wouldn’t sleep soundly until this investigation was completely over, all truths had come to light, and my name had been cleared. Even then, I could only hope I wouldn’t end up on someone’s bad side. I had seen enough gangster movies to know how that would turn out.

Trying to get those images out of my mind, I texted back a simple thanks to Liz.

“Do your thumbs ever get tired?”

I looked up to see my cousin Liesl coming toward me, grinning.

“Not as tired as my voice would get if I had to do all of this through phone calls instead,” I replied, also smiling, as I pressed “Send.”

Liesl stepped closer, surveying the busy scene.

“So what is going on now? I was just heading home to help with supper, and I saw all the commotion.” She gave a small wave to Jeremy, who was deep in conversation but nodded politely in return.

“A few new developments,” I said, offering to walk her the rest of the way home and bring her up to speed on the way. I didn’t add that I was worried about her. I would feel much more comfortable with my MK40 and escorting her than I would at watching her walk away by herself, unarmed and alone. To my experience, the Amish often weren’t as tuned in to personal safety as others were, though whether that was because of their “God’s will be done” mentality, or the fact that they were such a non-litigious group, or something else entirely, I wasn’t sure.

Breaking away from

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