When Leah Norwood finds the body of Isabel Meeks in the dumpster behind her store, she can’t believe the police consider her a suspect. Sure, she didn’t like Isabel, but then again, neither did anyone else. Isabel had a condescending attitude and a bad reputation. As manager of the antique store, Patina, she had made a lot of enemies.
There is Patina’s assistant manager, the handsome and charming Trent. Isabel was blackmailing him. There is Patina’s owner, the aloof and influential Anthony Thorpe. Isabel was smuggling drugs through his store. And there is the entire drug dealing Cantono family. Isabel had lost a box containing heroin from one of their shipments. That is just to name a few and didn’t even include the stranger who was seen arguing with Isabel just hours before her death.
The police have too many suspects and too many soft alibis. Leah needs to prove to the sexy new chief of police that she had nothing to do with Isabel’s death.
Leah loves a good mystery. Can she find the killer before the police arrest her for murder or will she spend Christmas in jail?
Excerpt
“So you found the victim about seven fifty?”
asked the baby-faced young cop about twenty minutes later.
Why was everyone so young? The name on his
badge read Keith Cisneros. I have always been a little nervous around police
officers. I’m not sure why. Other than the occasional speeding ticket, I don’t
break any laws. Maybe it’s the uniform or just the authority figure mystique.
However, I couldn’t be nervous around Keith. First, he was just too young.
Second, I didn’t have any nerves left. I was too wet, too cold, and too
miserable. And third, I knew Keith. Not well, but well enough to not find him
intimidating.
We were standing by the dumpster and trying
not to look at Isabel. I don’t think Keith had ever seen a dead body either
because the look on his face made me think he wanted to follow in my footsteps
– scream, run into the nearest building, and lose his lunch. But the kid was
made of sterner stuff. My estimation of him rose as he held his ground and
questioned me.
“What were you doing out here?” he asked.
Okay, so my estimation of him fell a little. I glanced at the trash bags
sitting at our feet and tried to keep my voice even as I answered.
“I was taking out the trash.”
“So did you…”
“Cisneros.” A deep, smoky voice cut through
the night. Both of us jumped and turned toward the voice. Keith’s car was
parked nearby, and his front lights were illuminating the vicinity around the
dumpster. With the lights from the nearby stores, it was a well-lit area. From
the shadows, a figure emerged. If I had any nerves left, I might have been a
little anxious. The man walking toward us moved like a stalking panther.
Smooth, long strides that ate up the space.
He was breathtaking. Not gorgeous or handsome
but there was a power about him that drew the eye. He wasn’t exceptionally
tall, standing about five eleven, but his shoulders were broad and his hips
narrow. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on his lean, hard body. Dark hair cut
short in a military style covered his head. His face was attractive in a
timeless way. Chiseled and clean-shaven but with just a hint of a five o’clock
shadow. He had intense green eyes that swept over me briefly before settling on
Keith. He was dressed casually in blue jeans, a dark t-shirt, and a navy sports
coat. He had to be freezing, but it certainly didn’t show.
He looked familiar, but I knew we had never
met. I would have remembered him. He wasn’t the type of man you would ever
forget. I searched my brain for a name to go with the face but came up empty.
He stopped between us and turned to Keith. “What have we got?”
The kid stood straighter. I guess the man was
his supervisor. Although he didn’t look much older than I did, his physical
presence alone commanded authority. Keith answered quickly while consulting his
notes. “Victim identified as Isabel Meeks. Gunshot wound to the chest, close
range.”
The man looked at Isabel still sitting where I
found her. He leaned closer. “Looks like a Glock 9mm.”
I was impressed. He was able to identify the
type of gun by looking at the body. I owned a Glock and also knew what type of
bullet hole it made, but I would have never been able to tell by looking at
Isabel. Keith nodded and then looked back at his notes. “She was found about
seven fifty p.m. by Ms. Norwood.”
Keith pointed to me, and the man turned his
eyes to mine. His gaze swept down my body and back up. He then dismissed me
without a second glance before turning back to the rookie. “Has the ME been
called?”
Now, I know that I am not the most attractive
person in the world. I am what most people would call average. Average height,
average weight, average looks, but being dismissed so completely really pissed
me off. I was cold, wet, tired, and quite frankly, still a little queasy. And
it had been a really bad day. The two men were in deep conversation about the
medical examiner when I interrupted.
“Can I leave now?”
Both of them turned toward me. Keith seemed a
little surprised that I was still there. I guess he had forgotten about me. The
other man just seemed irritated that I had interrupted him.
“You found the body?” he asked and then
continued when I nodded, “We’ll need to ask you some questions.”
Keith had been asking me questions. My nerves
were shot, my temper short, and I had had enough
of standing out in the freezing rain. I probably shouldn’t have mouthed off to
a police officer, but I figured my day couldn’t get any worse. I summoned up my
inner diva, gave him my most haughty look, and asked in a snooty tone. “And you
are?”
He stared at me a minute, his eyes hard and
unyielding. He raised his eyebrows just a notch, pulled out a badge, and held
it toward me. “Chief of Police Alexander Griggs.”
Well, damn, my day just got worse.
About the Author
B. L. Blair writes mystery/romance stories. Like most authors, she has been writing most of her life and has dozens of books started. She just needs the time to finish them.
She is the author of the Leah Norwood Mysteries and the Lost and Found Pets Mystery Novellas. She loves reading books, writing books, and traveling wherever and as often as time and money allows. She is currently working on her latest book set in Texas, where she lives with her family.
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