Mint Cookie Murder Read Online Free Page B
Author: Leslie Langtry
smirked.
"It'll be here in 20 minutes. Just enough time for me to unpack. I ordered three dinners."
"Three?" I asked.
He nodded. "Rex is walking over right now." And with that, he disappeared down the hallway. The bastard.
I threw my hands in the air and stomped very maturely over to the door. I opened it as Rex was lifting his hand to knock. He kissed me then walked right in. This was getting out of hand. It was bad enough that Kelly came and went as she pleased, but to have these two men doing it? I was definitely going to have to wire the doorknob to shock, based on these two's biometrics. They'd learn soon enough.
The Chinese was delivered, and the three of us settled in the kitchen, Riley and Rex on the stools at the breakfast bar, me standing on the other side. I should probably get a table with chairs.
Rex filled Riley in on how he found Lenny on my doorstep after he'd called.
"He'd escaped from the supermax in Colorado," Rex said as he pushed away his plate. "They aren't sure how. Coroner says he was shot somewhere else, drove here, and died of blood loss from three gunshot wounds. All through the back."
"Have you made a statement to the press?" I asked. I was not looking forward to another glut of media on my front yard like I'd had a few months ago.
"Tomorrow," Rex said. "We're not going to say where he was found, as a matter of national interest. That should keep the reporters away from you for a while."
I started putting the leftover food in the fridge. "I just don't understand why he came here. I had nothing to do with Lenny. Riley had another agent on that case."
Riley nodded. "It doesn't make sense. How would a prisoner in lockdown find you, anyway? We've managed to keep your cover intact even with the last situation. No one but the guys at the top in the agency know where you are. Or who you are."
"Maybe there's a leak?" Rex mused. "The commissioner wants this wrapped up on our end. He doesn't want to tap into another event with Feds."
I turned to Riley. "You should go to Colorado and check his visitor logs, phone calls, stuff like that." That would get him out of my house.
"There's no leak at the top," Riley said. "I think there's still some connection to the problems we had here a few months ago. Someone who's after you is still alive."
"Oh, come on!" I protested. "That's got to be over!"
Riley gave me a look that said, Oh yeah? What about Midori?
I gave him a look that said, Shut up!
Rex looked from me to Riley. "Well, whatever's going on, I'd like you to come by the station and take this off our hands."
"Wait…" I said as I realized something. "Did you know Riley was coming here?"
Rex nodded. "He called me. That's why I'm here for dinner."
Did everyone know what was going on except for me? Kelly and Riley were talking…Rex and Riley were talking…for all I knew, Philby was talking to someone who still wanted me dead, or worse.
"Hey!" Rex said, reaching for the Girl Scout forms. "Are you selling cookies?"
I glared at my boyfriend. "Yes. And you're buying two cases." That showed him.
CHAPTER FOUR
After Rex left and Riley went to bed, I thought about the last 24 hours.
A couple of months ago my life was fairly normal—well, as normal as it could be for an outed CIA agent living under a new identity in the middle of Iowa. Born as Fionnaghuala Merrygold Wrath Czrygy, I'm now Merry Wrath. My life as a spy with the CIA came to an end when a White House official outed me due to my father's lack of support on Capitol Hill. I was "retired" by the agency with a nice settlement, and I moved back to my hometown of Who's There—a small city in Iowa—to help my best friend run a Girl Scout troop. And it worked out nicely…for a year.
Then, dead terrorists started showing up on my doorstep. Three of them, to be exact. I was mobbed by the media, squeezed by the local police—which led me to meeting my boyfriend, Detective Rex Ferguson—and almost, sorta seduced by my former agency
"It'll be here in 20 minutes. Just enough time for me to unpack. I ordered three dinners."
"Three?" I asked.
He nodded. "Rex is walking over right now." And with that, he disappeared down the hallway. The bastard.
I threw my hands in the air and stomped very maturely over to the door. I opened it as Rex was lifting his hand to knock. He kissed me then walked right in. This was getting out of hand. It was bad enough that Kelly came and went as she pleased, but to have these two men doing it? I was definitely going to have to wire the doorknob to shock, based on these two's biometrics. They'd learn soon enough.
The Chinese was delivered, and the three of us settled in the kitchen, Riley and Rex on the stools at the breakfast bar, me standing on the other side. I should probably get a table with chairs.
Rex filled Riley in on how he found Lenny on my doorstep after he'd called.
"He'd escaped from the supermax in Colorado," Rex said as he pushed away his plate. "They aren't sure how. Coroner says he was shot somewhere else, drove here, and died of blood loss from three gunshot wounds. All through the back."
"Have you made a statement to the press?" I asked. I was not looking forward to another glut of media on my front yard like I'd had a few months ago.
"Tomorrow," Rex said. "We're not going to say where he was found, as a matter of national interest. That should keep the reporters away from you for a while."
I started putting the leftover food in the fridge. "I just don't understand why he came here. I had nothing to do with Lenny. Riley had another agent on that case."
Riley nodded. "It doesn't make sense. How would a prisoner in lockdown find you, anyway? We've managed to keep your cover intact even with the last situation. No one but the guys at the top in the agency know where you are. Or who you are."
"Maybe there's a leak?" Rex mused. "The commissioner wants this wrapped up on our end. He doesn't want to tap into another event with Feds."
I turned to Riley. "You should go to Colorado and check his visitor logs, phone calls, stuff like that." That would get him out of my house.
"There's no leak at the top," Riley said. "I think there's still some connection to the problems we had here a few months ago. Someone who's after you is still alive."
"Oh, come on!" I protested. "That's got to be over!"
Riley gave me a look that said, Oh yeah? What about Midori?
I gave him a look that said, Shut up!
Rex looked from me to Riley. "Well, whatever's going on, I'd like you to come by the station and take this off our hands."
"Wait…" I said as I realized something. "Did you know Riley was coming here?"
Rex nodded. "He called me. That's why I'm here for dinner."
Did everyone know what was going on except for me? Kelly and Riley were talking…Rex and Riley were talking…for all I knew, Philby was talking to someone who still wanted me dead, or worse.
"Hey!" Rex said, reaching for the Girl Scout forms. "Are you selling cookies?"
I glared at my boyfriend. "Yes. And you're buying two cases." That showed him.
CHAPTER FOUR
After Rex left and Riley went to bed, I thought about the last 24 hours.
A couple of months ago my life was fairly normal—well, as normal as it could be for an outed CIA agent living under a new identity in the middle of Iowa. Born as Fionnaghuala Merrygold Wrath Czrygy, I'm now Merry Wrath. My life as a spy with the CIA came to an end when a White House official outed me due to my father's lack of support on Capitol Hill. I was "retired" by the agency with a nice settlement, and I moved back to my hometown of Who's There—a small city in Iowa—to help my best friend run a Girl Scout troop. And it worked out nicely…for a year.
Then, dead terrorists started showing up on my doorstep. Three of them, to be exact. I was mobbed by the media, squeezed by the local police—which led me to meeting my boyfriend, Detective Rex Ferguson—and almost, sorta seduced by my former agency
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