by JB Lynn
“DeeDee!” I yelled, trying to regain control of the situation. “Stop it. Come back here.”
God jumped on the cat’s back, grabbed her collar with one of his paws and yelled, “Giddy up!”
Piss didn’t budge.
“Dammit, God, I’m a cat,” she meowed, “not a horse.”
“Dead! Dead!” DeeDee barked from the back corner of the property.
Fearing that she’d kill Belgard and the authorities would put her down, I dropped the written eulogy and ran toward her. “Stop! Stop!”
Piss and God shot past me.
“Restraint, imbecile!” God yelled. “Restraint!”
I wasn’t sure if he was talking to the dog or cat. I tried to run faster, cursing the fact that I’d never heeded the advice of my friend Alice and taken up the sport.
Footsteps thundered behind me and then passed me as Angel sprinted past.
“Come on!” I panted, trying in vain to keep up.
Angel stopped so abruptly that I crashed into him.
If he hadn’t been built like a brick wall, I would have knocked him over. As it was, I bounced off him and landed on my butt.
He didn’t even turn around to see if I was okay.
“Oh my,” God said faintly, obviously distressed.
“What did she do?” I gasped, struggling to my feet, trying to see around Angel.
“She didn’t do anything,” God said.
I pushed past the man to see what he was looking at.
DeeDee stood over Kevin Belgard, lying on his back, an arrow sticking out of his chest.
“Oh crap,” I muttered.
Angel turned toward me. “You okay?”
“Better than him.”
Angel’s eyes widened at my morbid joke.
“Bad taste?” I asked.
Instead of answering, he rushed past me in an attempt to stem the wave of people who were advancing. “Stop!” He held up his impressive arms as though he was prepared to physically stop them.
Amazingly, the dysfunctional group did as he ordered.
“Everyone except Griswald inside the house,” Angel said sternly. “Now,” he added when no one moved.
Like a herding sheepdog, Doc managed to corral the crowd and push them back toward the B&B, ignoring the worried questions and requests for information.
Meanwhile, Griswald moved in the direction of the body.
“DeeDee didn’t do anything,” I made sure to tell him.
The Marshal surveyed Belgard’s body dispassionately. “The Cupid Killer.”
“What?” Angel asked.
“The Cupid Killer,” Griswald explained. “Yesterday he killed a local businessman. Today, a cop.” He glanced over at me, pinning me with his gaze. “At least that’s who you’d better hope it is. Otherwise your father will be the main suspect.”
I gulped. I knew my father hadn’t done this. I knew he wasn’t the Cupid Killer because I’d seen the real one at work, but I couldn’t reveal that.
I knew without a doubt that my search for Darlene had hit another roadblock. I couldn’t focus on finding her.
I had to catch the Cupid Killer.
Somehow I thought that would probably be even more difficult than catching a chicken.
The End
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Table of Contents
The Hitwoman and the Sacrificial Lamb-Copyright
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-one
Chapter Twenty-two
Chapter Twenty-three
Chapter Twenty-four
Chapter Twenty-five
Chapter Twenty-six
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