The First Ladies Club (The First Ladies Club Mysteries, #1) by J.B. Hawker

Author:J.B. Hawker
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Pastor's wife, Oregon Coast, Contemporary women
Publisher: J.B. Hawker
Published: 2015-02-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

“Thanks, Will. I’m sorry to get you mixed up in this, but when they started accusing me of hurting Naidenne, I knew I needed a good, honest lawyer,” Scott addressed the casually dressed man sitting across the interview room table.

“I’m glad you called me, Scott. I only just got in from a camping trip with the boys in my church youth group when I got your message. I came straight here. Now, tell me everything...”

After Scott told his friend what had been happening, he stood up, hands clenched at his sides.

“None of this is finding my wife! What’s happening to her while these stupid people play out their TV detective fantasies with my life?”

*

“I’d hate to be checking out these empty houses at night. They are creepy, even in broad daylight,” Judy commented to her search party companions, Peggy and Shirley.

“Too bad we didn’t get a list of houses in town, instead of all these clear out here in the boonies,” Peggy agreed.

“If Deenie ran into trouble in one of the houses in a downtown neighborhood, don’t you think she would have been able to call for help, before now?” Shirley said. “I think our list has some of the best prospects on it.”

“Have you known Naidenne a long time, Shirley?” Peggy asked.

“Only a few years, actually. We were introduced by a mutual friend. But we’ve grown really close. In spite of the difference in our ages, we have so much in common, I feel as if I’ve known her forever.”

“That’s the way I feel about all my friends in the First Ladies Club. We come from different backgrounds, cultures, decades and denominations, but we love the same God,” Peggy said. “And we wouldn’t have ever gotten to know each other, if not for Naidenne.”

“We’ve just got to find her!” Judy said.

“What if something really bad’s happened to her? I don’t know if I want to be the one to find her that way,” Peggy admitted.

“We can’t think like that. She’s going to be okay and we are going to help find her,” Shirley insisted.

“Here we are, this is the next place on our list,” Judy said, turning the car between two rock columns standing sentry at the entrance to a gravel driveway.

*

Inside the rustic log cabin chalet at the end of the winding drive, Bunny Banks was busily airing out the place, opening doors and windows and putting fresh linens on the bed in the loft.

“I wonder where everyone could be?” she murmured, talking to herself as she worked.

“Naidenne never answered my calls or emails, and she must not have gotten my voice mail message asking her to open up the cabin, either. I guess I should have waited in Idaho at my sister’s place until I got in touch with the folks here. I probably would have, if Linda hadn’t gotten on my nerves trying to help me ‘work through’ my bereavement.”

Bunny had been looking forward to a return to her vacation home in Bannoch for months...ever since she’d gotten over the shock of Max’s death.

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