AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I believe Sergeant Donovan called you for Miss O’Neil here.” He looked at me. “It is still Miss O’Neil, isn’t it?”
Ugh.
“Yes,” I ground out, clenching my jaw.
He nodded. “He thinks she had a panic attack after discovering the scene, and we need to question her.”
The older woman eyed him. “Then you might have to wait a bit.”
He didn’t say anything as she walked over to me, instead stepping off to the side to talk to the younger paramedic who had accompanied her.
“Right then, Miss O’Neil. Is there something else you’d rather be called?” she asked, kneeling down in front of me.
“Charlotte is fine,” I answered.
“Well, Charlotte. A panic attack, was it?”
I nodded. “Not my finest moment.”
She took my arm and flipped it over, exposing the inside of my wrist, and checked my pulse. “It’s understandable. Now, let’s take our time making sure you’re all right here, shall we?”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Twenty minutes later, my paramedic—who I’d learnt was named Charlotte like me, but who went by Charlie—finally decided I was okay enough to be questioned by Noah.
I’d also learnt that Charlie was his aunt by marriage, had heard all about me from Ash, and had put two and two together to give me a minute to breathe.
I liked Charlie.
I was absolutely going to buy her flowers for that.
She left me with a wink and nodded to Noah that it was fine for him to come over.
It wasn’t, if you asked me, but sadly nobody had. I didn’t think anyone cared if I said it was fine or not—there was, after all, a dead body in my bed and breakfast, and the police undoubtedly had a lot of questions.
Noah pulled a little notebook out of his pocket and looked down at me. “It’s a shame we have to meet like this.”
“It’s a shame you’re fucking about with small talk,” I muttered.
“Lottie, I’m the police, and you just found a dead body. Co-operation wouldn’t kill you.”
“Then you can start by calling me Charlotte.”
“Fine. Charlotte.” My name was said with a bite. “Tell me what happened.”
“Isn’t that your job to figure out?”
“Don’t make this difficult.”
Solid advice.
I bit the inside of my cheek for a moment before I spoke. “I got the electric turned back on this morning. Stan said he would check it all for me and wanted me to turn it off at the fuse box, so I came over to make sure it was working and do as he’d asked. I was walking through the place when I saw a shoe by the window in the sunroom and went to investigate.”
“And found the deceased?”
“No. I found a group of flower fairies conducting a sacred ritual.”
Noah stared flatly at me.
