Silver Miracles Read Online Free

them.
    "The perfect crime!" Larry wiggled his eyebrows at her. "The killer stabs his victim with an icicle, and when the icicle melts, presto—no murder weapon."
    Trinity pretended fascination. "What brilliance! Don’t tell me, let me guess—they find the suspect’s freezer full of icicles."
    "Hey, that’s no fair," he protested, his brown eyes laughing at her from behind his glasses. "You’re getting too good!"
    "I don’t think that’s too original, hon. You’re slipping. I’m sure I read that plot years ago in a how-to-kill-your-brother-in-law book."
    "Damn! I hope my agent doesn’t read that book. Then he’ll know all of my secrets."
    "You’re not going to tell me about your next plot, are you?"
    "That’s right. You can buy the book when it comes out. I need the royalties."
    "Yeah, sure you do." She laughed. "Like another hole in your head. Come on, Larry, tell the truth. You haven’t thought up your next plot yet, have you?"
    "No, I haven’t," he agreed cheerfully. "Actually, I haven’t done a good ax murder in a while, and I thought the subject might have unexplored possibilities."
    "Ugh, Larry! Sometimes I worry about Sissy and the boys living with you. You are just too weird!"
    "Weird but loveable," he amended, then changed the subject. "What have you been up to in the last day or so?"
    Larry constantly worried about her living alone and kept close tabs on her, but he tried not to be too obvious about it.
    "Oh, the usual. I finally got the fall garden in."
    She wanted to tell him about her meeting with Chase Colfax, but she knew Larry well enough to know that she should ease into the subject. He would have a "hizzy fit" if he knew there had been a stranger anywhere near her property. Not to mention what actually happened with that stranger. If she couldn’t explain it to herself, she certainly couldn’t explain it to Larry.
    "You had to do it by yourself, didn’t you? You couldn’t have waited for Bob to come down and help." His tone was one of resignation as he named the man who worked for him.
    "I don’t need any help. Besides, you know I like to do things by myself."
    "What I know is that you’re stubborn as hell. So . . . what else has been happening?" Larry was watching her closely. "Something must have. You’ve been fidgeting like a cat walking over a stack of hot bricks for the last five minutes."
    "Did you notice the full moon last night?" Trinity sidestepped the question casually.
    "No, I was sleeping, and you should have been, too. Were you sick?"
    "No, Larry, I wasn’t sick. Honestly! You are worse than a mother hen. It was just too beautiful a night to sleep, and if you had any soul at all, you would have noticed."
    "Sissy loves me," he observed with fake injured pride.
    "For some obscure reason, I do, too, but that’s beside the point."
    "So what is the point?"
    Larry wasn’t a famous author for nothing. He had a rare insight into people that never ceased to amaze her.
    She gave up. "I met someone down by the pool last night."
    "What?" Larry nearly came up out of his chair. "Why didn’t you tell me this right away?"
    "Here . . . give me that baby before he comes to bodily harm," Trinity demanded, taking Joshua out of Larry’s clutches and sitting back down at the table.
    "It wasn’t any big deal," she stated, feigning a nonchalance that she didn’t feel. "He said his name was Chase Colfax." She had no intention of telling him the true nature of their encounter.
    "No big deal!" Larry exploded. "Good grief! Half of east Texas has been trying to meet Chase Colfax, and you calmly tell me you met him down by the pool!"
    "Well, yes." She was a little bewildered by Larry’s words. "He said he bought the Karnes place for some sort of temporary headquarters."
    "And it never occurred to you to wonder what kind of headquarters? Wasn’t his name at all familiar to you? Where have you been these last few months?" Larry banged his fist on the kitchen table, causing Joshua to jump in her