Breaking Bat (Magic Market Mysteries #6)
English | 2020 | Mystery & Thriller | ePUB | 2.7 MB
A native of Tempe, Arizona, Erin spends her time crafting mysterious, magical, romance-filled stories that’ll hopefully make you laugh.
A curse stole one witch’s powers, but gave her the ability to speak with animals. Now she helps a hunky police officer and his sassy, lie-detecting canine solve paranormal mysteries. When a bride’s murdered on her wedding day, can this team catch the killer?
When former lawyer turned pet psychic, Jolene Hartgrave, is called in to consult on the case of a wedding day tragedy, she’s shocked to recognize the murdered bride as someone from her childhood. Jolene vows to tie the knot on the case and to mend her rocky relationship with hunky cop Peter, even as she struggles to confess to him one final secret–her connection to the underground shifter mob boss.
As Peter and Jolene investigate how a girl from the seedy Night Market district came to be killed at her own wedding to the magical island’s elite, they uncover political scandals, jealous rivals and country club clashes.
Will Jolene engage justice for a fellow shifter and prove to Peter she’s trustworthy? Or will she let a killer roam free and lose the man she’s crushing on?
Peter nodded, that troubled crease still between his brows. “According to the witnesses we’ve interviewed so far, the bride got ready in here.”
I edged closer to Peter and the little sitting area made up of two plush armchairs and a small table between them. The bride lay sprawled in front of a gold vanity with a toppled stool and large, oval mirror. A single small window stood propped open near the top of the stone wall. Cool air seeped in, and I shivered, balling my hands into fists inside my jacket pockets.
“She came down the aisle, said her vows at the altar with the groom, they were pronounced married and then—” Peter shook his head. “She took off without a word, bolted back in here and locked herself in. The groom’s parents, a maid, and several guests pounded at the door for her to let them in.” Peter nodded toward the door we’d entered through to our left, then lifted his chin toward the window high in the wall. “The groom apparently called to her from outside that window.”
I frowned. “No one else was in here?”
Peter shook his head.
I bit my lip as I puzzled this over. “Why did she lock herself in? Why didn’t she let anyone in to help her?” I tipped my head to the side as I stared at the white pump slightly askew on her foot. “And what got her spooked in the first place?”
Peter nodded. “I’ve been wondering the same thing.” He glanced down at me. “I’m hoping you can help me figure it out.”
I shot him a small grin, glad that we were friendly again. “I’ll try. Any cockroach witnesses or anything?”
He shook his head. “Not that I know of.”
I shot him a puzzled look. I’d assumed he wanted me for my ability to speak to an animal witness.
His lips pulled to the side, and a little dance of light flickered in his eyes for a moment. “You know, I may have originally brought you on for your ‘abilities.’”
Which had turned out to be kind of a fib….
“But you’ve proven that you’ve got a keen mind for solving cases and puzzling things out.” He shrugged. “I’m just hoping we’ll be able to get to the bottom of this one together.”
I bit back a smile and tried to play it cool. I rocked on my heels and looked toward the door again. “That’s the only way in?”