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“Believe me, if I knew you were here, I’d have gone literally anywhere else.”
“Aw, was this the only place your girlfriend let you go?”
“Fuck off, Ash.”
“You’re the one at my table, Noah.”
Brandon nudged me. “It’s so nice when they spend time together, isn’t it?”
I eyed him warily, keeping my wine glass close to my lips. “Oh, yeah. It’s a real party since you three arrived.”
Jamie’s lips pulled into a smile. “Don’t be like that, Lottie.”
“Like what? Have you forgotten that it was only a couple of days ago that you arrested me?” I asked.
“We didn’t technically arrest you.”
“You might as well have done,” I pointed out. “It wasn’t a conversation over tea and biscuits now, was it?”
“We’ll be sure to stock up on the custard creams for the next interview,” Noah said dryly.
“Oh, good.” I hit him with my best glare. “At least I’ll have something to throw at you.”
Gwen snorted into her martini.
“And to think, I was about to tell you that you can retrieve your car tomorrow lunchtime.” Noah pushed off the chair to stand up straight. “Maybe I’ll tack another twenty-four hours onto it before we release it.”
“Probably for the best,” I said nonchalantly, swigging the last bit of wine in the glass. “I’d just be tempted to run you over with it.”
His lips quirked into the tiniest of smiles, and it was gone so quickly I wasn’t entirely sure if I’d even seen it.
“Is it wise to threaten him with murder when you’re already a suspect in a case?” Brandon asked, nudging my shoulder.
“Yes,” I answered. “At least I’ll actually be guilty ofhismurder.”
Gwen grinned. “I like you again.”
“She’s talking about killing me. You’re my grandmother. How can you like her for that?” Noah asked.
Gwen sipped her martini again. “The feeling is mutual, what can I say?”
“Is this about that bloody cottage pie?”
“Well done,” Ash mumbled. “You had to bring up the cottage pie.”
“It’s always about the cottage pie,” Gwen ground out, her eyes spitting fire. “Always.”
Jamie bent down and put a card in front of me. “I was going to call you in the morning. Call this number after ten and they’ll arrange for you to collect your car.”
“Thanks,” I said, picking it up. “Any idea when I can get back into the bed and breakfast?”
“A few days,” Noah answered.
“Look at that.” I looked at Jamie. “You spoke without moving your lips. It’s magic.”
Ash laughed with a mouthful of wine, snorting the liquid straight up her nose. She pinched it, banging her other hand against the table. “Shit.”
Jamie cleared his throat and stood up straight. “You two have got to sort out your issues.”
