The Girl Buried in the Woods (Detective Matt Jones Book 3) by Robert Ellis

Author:Robert Ellis [Ellis, Robert]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lippman & Hart
Published: 2019-10-02T16:00:00+00:00

THIRTY-THREE

Matt raced down Beachwood Drive feeling like he’d finally reached his limit. The windows were open, the cool air blowing against his face, Pink Floyd doing “Wish You Were Here,” loud. He needed to eat something, and he needed it badly. Something to fill the black hole in his gut while he thought about what he’d just witnessed and wrote down as much as he could remember for the case file.

He passed the market and café halfway down the hill, then gunned it past Glen Alder Street until he hit Franklin. After making a right, he pushed through heavy traffic for about a mile before turning left onto Highland.

Petit Trois made the best omelet he had ever tasted anywhere here or in his travels overseas. The small French bistro was sandwiched in between a dry cleaner and a pizza shop in a rundown strip mall half a block north of Melrose. Matt had discovered the place while working the night shift as a patrol officer. The anchor for the strip mall was a cop magnet—a Yum Yum donut shop that stayed open twenty-four hours, seven days a week.

Matt pulled into the lot, found a spot beside the trash dumpster, and walked inside. Despite the neighborhood, despite the fact that the bistro only offered counter seating, the place was elegant. Lots of marble and polished wood with mirrored glass and stainless steel to make the narrow room feel bigger.

Matt had met the owners years ago and had become friendly with a female sous-chef who was working tonight and saw him enter. Waving him over, she pointed to a stool on the end and gave him a hard up and down.

“You don’t look so good,” she said under her breath. “Everything okay?”

Matt nodded and glanced at the name tag she’d pinned to her chef coat. The tag read “Savanna” even though her real name was Emily. He wasn’t sure why seeing the tag cheered him up, but it did.

“I’m good,” he said. “I am now.”

She smiled. “The usual?”

“Thanks . . . Savanna.”

She laughed and turned and got started cracking eggs into a bowl. Whenever Matt came here, he always ordered the same thing. The five-egg omelet with Boursin pepper cheese, garnished with chives and sea salt and served beside a butter lettuce salad with a Dijon vinaigrette, shallots, and grape seed oil. When a waiter passed by the counter, Matt added a double espresso and turned to watch Emily make his omelet.

If he had to guess, Emily was probably his age. She was on the small and thin side, with brown eyes and light brown hair, a round face, and a smile that had a bit of magic to it. Although they had never met outside the bistro, he knew how hard she’d worked to become the chef she was, and he’d always liked and admired her for it.

His double espresso arrived. And then the omelet and salad. The food smelled good and tasted even better. After a few bites, Matt decided

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