Mayson Dickson Mysteries
Following the latest cryptic message that might lead them to the truth about their parents, Emme Mayson and Jackie Dickson are pulled into another murder investigation when a man dressed in a kilt falls from the sky onto their truck.
As if a dead body isn’t enough, FBI Special Agent Chris Meechum and sexy caretaker Sam Fender try to rein in their sleuthing, but the sisters are determined to solve this murder. Men in kilts, Renaissance Faires, and a few mobsters in all the wrong places complicate the case.
Emme Mayson is a Southern charmer from Alabama. Jackie Dickson is a straight-forward professional from Boston, they aren’t exactly a match made in heaven. The only thing keeping them from starting another war between the states is the mystery surrounding their parents, and their own lives.
(When they reach their safe house)
Jackie and Emme went completely still as the door downstairs opened.
“What was that you said about being afraid?” Jackie whispered, nudging Emme’s hands off her shoulders. “I can’t shoot them if you don’t let go.”
Together they sneaked down one step at a time.
“Who is it? Can you see them?” Emme tapped her shoulder.
“Shh.” Stopping on the landing where the stairs turned, they spotted the shadow of someone make their way across the kitchen. The light from the refrigerator lit up the corner.
“A hungry burglar?” Emme whispered.
Jackie snapped the safety off, held the gun in perfect form in front of her and took two more steps down, Emme at her elbow.
“Stop right there,” she yelled in the loudest, grittiest voice she could muster.
“Whoa, whoa,” a man came into view, hands in the air. “Shit,” he ducked, jumping behind the kitchen island. “Is that a gun?”
“It is, dirt bag, and she knows how to use it.” Emme’s southern drawl just didn’t have the same powerful effect.
“Will you shut up?” Jackie growled. “We are calling 911.” She nodded to Emme.
Shrugging, she patted her pockets. “It’s in the car,” she whispered.
“You don’t need to do that.” The man stood cautiously. “Don’t shoot. I’m not a burglar. I work for Moe Sheridan. He said to expect two guests here today and asked me to put groceries in the fridge for you.” His hands were still in the air as a smile crossed his face.
“Welcome, I’m Fender.” The man took off his baseball cap, smiling at them. He was about six foot two, slender and had the most amazing ocean blue eyes Jackie had ever seen. His brown hair was a little long and sun-streaked, the back grazing the collar of his t-shirt. “Please, put the gun down. I seriously don’t want to be shot.”
Emme pushed right past Jackie, heading down the stairs, smiling up at the man.
“Howdy, I’m Emme,” she hesitated, “Emme Mayson, and that’s Jackie Dickson.” Was she seriously introducing them to a potential burglar?
“I’m lowering the gun, but I’m not putting it away.” Jackie wanted to make sure the man knew she meant business.
“Gotcha.” He gave her a cautious smile.
“Your name is Fender, Fender what?” Emme asked, sliding her butt onto one of the barstools.
Jackie didn’t like evasive men.
“Like the car part?” She walked behind the bar, gun still in her hand.
“Like the guitar.” He nodded toward the door. “I have more groceries in the Jeep. If you promise not to shoot me, I’ll bring them in.” Not waiting for an answer, he gave Jackie a wink and headed out the door.
“What the hell? Do you always think with your libido?” Jackie ripped into Emme. “’Howdy, partner,’ she mocked her southern drawl, “’we’re Emme and Jackie.’ You don’t know this guy from a tree.”
Emme slipped off the bar stool, walking slowly toward her. “What was your plan? Hold him at gunpoint all night? He knew us, he knew Moe Sheridan and that is not a name you pull out of a hat,” she pointed at the door. “Plus, he had a key.”
Jackie saw the paracord key chain still swinging in the door lock. Damn how she hated Emme right now.
About the Jocie:
Jocie McKade is an award winning, Amazon bestselling author of twelve books and novellas. She writes romantic comedies, and humorous cozy mysteries, and has been accused of making readers laugh out loud at inappropriate moments.
Besides writing fun fiction, Jocie pens articles for national publications. The senior news editor for a reader’s news blog, she is part of an award winning production team where she writes video scripts, press releases, and blog posts.
When not writing, she is plotting military maneuvers against hostile dust bunnies.
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