Third Crime's a Charm (A Farmer's Market Witch Mystery Series Book 2) by Constance Barker

Author:Constance Barker [Barker, Constance]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Constance Barker
Published: 2020-12-28T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

“Good morning, Elle,” Jason said. “It’s a fine morning, isn’t it?”

“It is,” I answered. “And you sound as if you’re in a good mood. Solve the murder?”

“No, nothing like that, although I certainly wish I was closer to a solution than I am. You haven’t managed to upstage me again, have you?”

“No, I’m still puzzled. I wish the water would clear, so I could see the bottom.”

“It is like that, isn’t it? A murder is muddy water, where you can’t see very far. But as the dirt settles, the solution becomes defined.”

“I’m definitely in the mud stage,” I said.

He chuckled. “Join the team. But I didn’t come here to talk murder. I came to ask you to dinner. What do you say? Pick you up at six-thirty? Early dinner and have you home before curfew.”

“I don’t have a curfew,” I said. “Not any more.”

We laughed.

“And I would love dinner. You pick the place, and I’ll be ready.”

“It’s a date.” He moved to the door, and I noticed how smooth his movement was. I could believe he was a panther at times, silent, sleek, and...deadly.

“Well, that went well,” Gus said. “He’s quite the charmer.”

“I don’t know about that,” I said. “But I am getting a free meal. Well, I think I’m getting a free meal. He did invite me out, right?”

“Modern dating protocols are above my pay grade,” Gus said. “I can’t keep up with what is or isn’t allowed or expected.”

“I’m working on the assumption that Jason will pay. It’s that simple,” I said. “Call me old fashioned.”

The rest of the day passed slowly, as I looked forward to my dinner date. I did manage to create and sell some charms and chat with Emmy and Percy. No one had any additional information about the murder, and, for some reason, that didn’t bother me. I thought about telling Percy about my date with Jason, but I was afraid it would end up in his blog. Although, on second thought, he had probably heard Jason anyway. Percy certainly had the ears for it.

Alfredo’s promised the best Italian food in Abbot Rise. It was newish, and I hadn’t had the chance to eat there before. Unlike a pizzeria, it didn't feature checkered tablecloths and pitchers of beer. White tablecloths, upscale wine glasses, and heavy cutlery were the order of the evening. Alfredo, a short, bald man with a bulbous tummy seated us at the back, in a secluded booth. I saw him wink at Jason, that “good old boy” wink that hoped for “good luck”. I wanted to laugh, but Jason beat me to it.

“He’s something, isn’t he?” Jason said. “He thinks he’s some kind of matchmaker.”

“Italians love to bring couples together,” I said. “It comes with the territory.”

“I’m just hoping for a good lasagna and glass of Chianti,” Jason said. “And, if you don’t mind, can we talk about something other than murder? I’m sure we’ll get to that soon enough, but we can start with something less...grisly.”

“Of course,” I said.

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