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was not that of just a partner.
“I am going to get one now.” I quickly broke the uneasiness and walked to the cabinet.
“You are good. When I go into someone’s kitchen to find a plate or something, I end up opening all of them until I find what I need.” He paused. “But you aren’t like everyone else. You know things and I don’t know how.”
“It looks like rain is coming.” I poured a cup of coffee from his fancy stainless steel carafe. “So you better grab your umbrella.”
“It looks like blue skies to me.” He looked out the wall of glass. “Unless you do know something.” He eyed me suspiciously.
I rubbed my elbow. “It’s in the ache.” I lied. I’d heard about people’s bones aching when rain was a coming.
“Huh.” His brows dipped. “Ready?”
“Ready.” I didn’t bother finishing my coffee. I glanced back out the wall of glass before we walked out. The sky might’ve been crystal clear blue, but there was a storm brewing.
“We will take your car if that’s okay,” he said and held the door of the elevator. “It’s much nicer than my car and we are supposed to be playing some rich couple.”
“Sure.” There was an older woman waiting for the elevator when it opened on the bottom floor. She and Mick exchanged glances. I couldn’t pull my eye away from the long hair that jutted out from her chin. She wore a blue house dress with rolled down, knee-high, flesh-colored hose and a pair of thick-soled white shoes that were worn by nurses in the old days.
“Mr. Jasper.” Her gazed moved to me. With a cocked bushy brow she nodded at me. A thin smile crossed my lips.
“Mrs. Cartmell.” He acknowledged her back. “Have a good day.” He held the front door open for me and I stepped out. “That’s the landlord. She lives in one of the apartments on the first floor. She is always nosy and watching my every move.”
“Do you give her a reason?” I asked.
“She thinks I’m shady because I rent the entire top floor, drive the junker and come and go at all hours. She’s always trying to get me to tell her about my day, my job. And now she’s going to ask me about you.” He laughed.
“Nice parking job.” I pointed to his car once we got to the street and I pretended to click the key fob so Vinnie would beep open.
“What can I say?” He put his hand on Vinnie’s door handle to open the door. “I got in late.” He winked, his teeth sparkled underneath his smile. “Yuck!” The grin changed into a snarl. He shook his hand as if he was trying to thump a booger off of it or something.
“What?” I gripped the driver’s side door handle letting Vinnie know that I was on to him.
“Bird crap on the back side of the handle.” He bent down and rubbed his hand across the grass. “That’s one talented bird with good aim.”
“That was good aim.” I slammed the door when I got in and clenched the steering wheel. “Stop it now,” I whispered. “You are going to have to get over it.”
“Over what?” Mick had jumped into the passenger seat before I could shut my mouth. “What did you say?”
“I. . .a. . .” I turned the key in the ignition and tapped the circuit screen. “Hey, Vinnie. Please give me directions to Churchill Downs,” I said like he was the voice-activated navigation app like the one on phones.
“I would love to give you directions to Churchill Downs, Maggie,” Vinnie quipped back in more of a computer voice.
Mick shook his head. “Abram must really know his cars.”
During our last investigation Abram and Mick had a couple encounters where Abram thought Mick was my boyfriend and Mick thought I was on a date with Abram. It was a big mess in my heart, but only one of them really cared. Abram. I made a mental note that I needed to go see him and explain why I hadn’t shown up for the date my family had set up.
Since he knew I had helped SKUL, he’d understand. At least, I think he would.
“You aren’t getting off that easy by
“I am going to get one now.” I quickly broke the uneasiness and walked to the cabinet.
“You are good. When I go into someone’s kitchen to find a plate or something, I end up opening all of them until I find what I need.” He paused. “But you aren’t like everyone else. You know things and I don’t know how.”
“It looks like rain is coming.” I poured a cup of coffee from his fancy stainless steel carafe. “So you better grab your umbrella.”
“It looks like blue skies to me.” He looked out the wall of glass. “Unless you do know something.” He eyed me suspiciously.
I rubbed my elbow. “It’s in the ache.” I lied. I’d heard about people’s bones aching when rain was a coming.
“Huh.” His brows dipped. “Ready?”
“Ready.” I didn’t bother finishing my coffee. I glanced back out the wall of glass before we walked out. The sky might’ve been crystal clear blue, but there was a storm brewing.
“We will take your car if that’s okay,” he said and held the door of the elevator. “It’s much nicer than my car and we are supposed to be playing some rich couple.”
“Sure.” There was an older woman waiting for the elevator when it opened on the bottom floor. She and Mick exchanged glances. I couldn’t pull my eye away from the long hair that jutted out from her chin. She wore a blue house dress with rolled down, knee-high, flesh-colored hose and a pair of thick-soled white shoes that were worn by nurses in the old days.
“Mr. Jasper.” Her gazed moved to me. With a cocked bushy brow she nodded at me. A thin smile crossed my lips.
“Mrs. Cartmell.” He acknowledged her back. “Have a good day.” He held the front door open for me and I stepped out. “That’s the landlord. She lives in one of the apartments on the first floor. She is always nosy and watching my every move.”
“Do you give her a reason?” I asked.
“She thinks I’m shady because I rent the entire top floor, drive the junker and come and go at all hours. She’s always trying to get me to tell her about my day, my job. And now she’s going to ask me about you.” He laughed.
“Nice parking job.” I pointed to his car once we got to the street and I pretended to click the key fob so Vinnie would beep open.
“What can I say?” He put his hand on Vinnie’s door handle to open the door. “I got in late.” He winked, his teeth sparkled underneath his smile. “Yuck!” The grin changed into a snarl. He shook his hand as if he was trying to thump a booger off of it or something.
“What?” I gripped the driver’s side door handle letting Vinnie know that I was on to him.
“Bird crap on the back side of the handle.” He bent down and rubbed his hand across the grass. “That’s one talented bird with good aim.”
“That was good aim.” I slammed the door when I got in and clenched the steering wheel. “Stop it now,” I whispered. “You are going to have to get over it.”
“Over what?” Mick had jumped into the passenger seat before I could shut my mouth. “What did you say?”
“I. . .a. . .” I turned the key in the ignition and tapped the circuit screen. “Hey, Vinnie. Please give me directions to Churchill Downs,” I said like he was the voice-activated navigation app like the one on phones.
“I would love to give you directions to Churchill Downs, Maggie,” Vinnie quipped back in more of a computer voice.
Mick shook his head. “Abram must really know his cars.”
During our last investigation Abram and Mick had a couple encounters where Abram thought Mick was my boyfriend and Mick thought I was on a date with Abram. It was a big mess in my heart, but only one of them really cared. Abram. I made a mental note that I needed to go see him and explain why I hadn’t shown up for the date my family had set up.
Since he knew I had helped SKUL, he’d understand. At least, I think he would.
“You aren’t getting off that easy by
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