Whack The Mole (Lucy McGuffin, Psychic Amateur Detective 2) - Page 25
She folds her arms across her chest. Sarah is only a few years older than me and her beautiful blonde self hardly looks the motherly type, but she’s one of the kindest people I know. “You just found a dead body less than a week after being attacked in this very kitchen. You have to be freaked out here.”
Two dead bodies, I want to say, but I’m not supposed to tell anyone about Ken Cameron.
“I’m a little freaked out,” I admit. “But I’m all right.”
“Everything is cleaned up and ready to go for Monday, but I guess we won’t be open, so…”
“What are we going to do?”
She pats me on the shoulder. “We’ll be fine, Lucy.”
Sarah will be fine. Her husband is rich. But me? I’m not so sure.
“I was going to head out, but… I hate to leave you here alone,” she says.
Paco barks as if to say he’s got it covered.
Sarah laughs. “Okay, you’re not exactly alone.” She picks up her bag and fishes out her car keys. “If you need anything or want to sleep somewhere else, you can always crash at my place. Luke’s away for a couple of days on a business trip so we could have some girl time. We could watch Hallmark movies and drink wine and eat chocolate for dinner.”
I smile. “It sounds fabulous and I’m definitely tempted, but I’m going to my parents for dinner tonight.”
She hugs me and makes me promise to call her if I need anything.
I’m about to head up the stairs to my apartment to shower when there’s a hard knock on the kitchen door. I freeze. Okay, maybe Sarah’s right. Maybe I am just a little more than freaked out here, but who wouldn’t be?
“Lucy, it’s me,” Travis says through the door.
Whew.
I open the door to find Travis and a woman I’ve never seen before.
Chapter Eight
The woman is dressed in black pants and a blazer. Late thirties, light brown hair pulled back in a tight bun, clear gray eyes that mean serious business. She shows me her FBI badge. “Agent Patricia Billings. You can call me Billings.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Lucy—”
“McGuffin,” she finishes as she walks into my kitchen. “I need to talk to you. Fontaine here says you might be able to assist us.”
Really? So now Travis wants my help?
His expression turns sheepish.
“What exactly can I do?”
“You’ve found two dead bodies of great interest to the Bureau. Is that a coincidence?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Paco scrunches his nose at her like he’s echoing my reaction. I call this his ‘and what my Momma just said’ look.
Agent Billings notices him for the first time. “Cute dog,” she says dismissively. “It means that somehow you’ve managed to be in the right place at the right time.”
“Or the wrong place at the wrong time. I don’t get my jollies discovering dead bodies.”
She cocks her head toward Travis. “Fontaine says that you solved a murder here last week. I’ve looked up you up, McGuffin. You caught the Angel of Death serial killer, something the FBI has been trying to do for over a decade. How did you do it?” The suspicion in her voice makes me wary.
“I got lucky.”
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