Some Like It Witchy by Ani Gonzalez

Author:Ani Gonzalez
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Ani Gonzalez
Published: 2017-03-16T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

THE CLANGING of the weights had grown louder over the past half-hour.

Gavin tried to ignore it, clenching his teeth as the lifted the dumbbell. The gym that Fire & Rescue shared with the sheriff's department was always noisy. The room was small and the equipment had not been updated in decades. There were no quiet, efficient weight-training machines, just a few free weights and a couple of old treadmills. Their one splurge was the new, high-tech stepping machine in the corner. Going up stairs was a key skill for Gavin's team.

The back-to-basics theme was echoed by the barebones decor. The cinderblock walls were covered with mirrors and posters demonstrating proper stretching techniques. A galvanized aluminum bucket held ice and water bottles, and clean towels hung from hooks. It was a no-frills facility, which meant there were no distractions and Gavin could focus on his workout.

Except he couldn't. His mind kept drifting to Fiona's mysterious package. He didn't doubt that the delivery came as a surprise to her. She'd been genuinely shocked. He'd checked the website for the Vermont supplier, and she'd been absolutely correct. The prices were outrageous. He knew Fiona was very conservative with her money. No way would she order something that expensive.

But who would send her something like that?

Certainly not a secret admirer. That had come as a relief, which had surprised him.

How had that happened?

Their relationship had been mostly confrontational up to this point. He'd inspect her establishment, and she'd complain about it. He'd see her at the grocery store, and she'd make a snarky comment. He'd reply in kind. They'd go to a town meeting and he'd present new regulations for town businesses, and she'd get up and criticize them. It had gone on and on.

The whole thing had been rather fun.

His train of thought was interrupted by a loud smash and a string of curses. Gavin stopped his workout and turned.

Sheriff Stickley was sitting on a bench, rubbing his arm. A large dumbbell lay at his feet.

Gavin approached him. "Have you lost your mind? You're going to injure yourself."

"I'm fine," Sean replied, grimacing. "I was just distracted."

"Famous last words."

Sean groaned, flexing his arm. Gavin waited quietly, knowing that questions would be useless. Something was bothering Sean, but he'd talk when he was ready.

The sheriff got up and put the dumbbell back on the rack. "Is it always like this?"

"Like what?"

Sean spread out his hands. "This town." He paused. "I guess I'm talking about the tourists, but really, are things always this crazy?"

"Crazy how?" Gavin asked, treading cautiously. There was a lot of looniness in Banshee Creek. He honestly didn't know which specific kooky aspect of the town Sean was referring to.

"The reasons people give for doing things." Sean ran his hand through his hair. "The stars weren't aligned or maybe they were. The moon wasn't right or maybe it was and they couldn't miss the opportunity. The goddess this or the goddess that."

"Does this have to do with an interrogation?" Gavin hazarded. Sean was probably questioning the Salem coven members about Alicia's death.

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