Saturday's Blurb is Book by Andi Ramos #MFRWauthor #Mystery
Sheagan O’Hare got more than she
bargained for when her newly inherited detective agency lands its first case; a
missing person, embezzlement, and murder. Sheagan’s out
to prove she can hang with the pro's, despite the constant reminder of her
amateur status from an annoyingly attractive FBI agent, Colin 'Mac' MacEvine,
who’s forced himself into her life.
How does she feel when an old high school friend hopes to ignite
a new romance?
Will she be able to discover if detective work and love can
mingle before someone gets hurt?
Sheagan made a split-second decision to head
back to Kinney, Kelley, and Wellstood. It was a long shot, but she felt she had
to move on it since there was nothing else to go on.
It was past business hours by the time she
parked. She tried the door; it was locked. She peered through the window and
saw Ernie collecting his things, so she knocked and watched him shuffle to the
“Hi Ernie," Sheagan said, as he unlocked
“Little Miss, are you back so soon?”
“I forgot something upstairs this morning.”
“They are just about closed up. Most
everybody is gone. I was just leaving myself.”
“I’ll just be a minute,” Sheagan charmed.
“You promise you won’t be long now?”
He nodded. “Okay.” He stepped aside and let
her in. Ernie looked tired.
“Long day?” she asked.
“They get longer every day.” He managed a
She nodded sympathetically and made her
quickly way to the elevator, dreading what to say to the receptionist. The
doors dinged opened, and Sheagan peeked out from inside the elevator. She
didn’t see anyone. Perfect!
She slipped out of the elevator and crept
around the corner, then eased her way back to Mary’s cubicle and breathed a
sigh of relief as she shook the first file cabinet drawer open. It was full.
She took a photo so that she could investigate any company names later, and did
the same with the second and third drawers. The fourth was full of office
supplies – a box of staples, and full boxes of paper clips, pens, Scotch tape,
and more sticky notepads.
She turned her attention to the second file
cabinet. It was the same arrangement as the first, with files in the first
three drawers. She opened the last drawer, thinking it would also house
supplies, but was surprised to see a picture of Mary’s husband and a small,
fabric printed handbag.
Sheagan heard a loud voice come from the
conference room. She felt a knot in her stomach and slipped the purse on her
shoulder, concealing it as best she could with the thick strap of her bag.
The voice grew louder, and there was heavy
banging, like someone was pounding on a desk. Nerves got the best of her and
Sheagan ducked out of the cubicle and crept down the hallway towards the
reception area. Just as she rounded the corner, she crashed into the cleaner,
Lewis. A hot chill ran up her spine as he grabbed her shoulders.