Let's Fake a Deal (A Sarah W. Garage Sale Mystery Book 7) by Sherry Harris

Let's Fake a Deal (A Sarah W. Garage Sale Mystery Book 7) by Sherry Harris

Author:Sherry Harris [Harris, Sherry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2019-07-30T05:00:00+00:00


Oh boy. I remembered what Michelle said about not minding sleeping on Luke’s couch if he offered it. But from the looks on their rosy faces, I was pretty sure that wasn’t where she was sleeping. I couldn’t have popped over at a worse time. “You two aren’t seeing each other, are you?” I asked.

Luke looked to Michelle. Always the gentleman.

“Sort of,” Michelle said, smiling over at Luke.

“This is a terrible idea,” I said. “He’s a reporter. You’re a suspect. He”—I jabbed a finger at Luke—“thinks you’re a source.” Under different circumstances I might not feel this way. I wouldn’t feel this way. Under different circumstances I’d be happy for them.

I flung myself down on a low-slung couch with a nubby fabric. It looked like it had been here as long as the house had, which was probably sometime in the fifties. I set the bag with the sandwich on the floor along with my purse.

Luke walked over and stood by Michelle. “She’s not a source.”

“Then what do you two talk about?” I asked.

They grinned at each other.

“We haven’t done all that much talking,” Michelle said.

“Oh, ick.” I grabbed a throw pillow, one I’d bought at a garage sale to try to cheer Luke’s apartment up, and held it over my face. Why had I come by now? This was not something you wanted to hear about your younger brother.

Luke pried the throw pillow out of my hands and swatted my arm with it. “Grow up,” he said.

“I have to get back to work,” Michelle said. She picked up her purse and the hat for her uniform off a scratched-up old end table. “I’ll call you when I’m done. See you later, Sarah.”

I waved my hand.

“I’ll walk you to the door,” Luke said to Michelle.

He hummed as he trotted back down the stairs. Hummed. Luke wasn’t a hummer. At least he hadn’t been growing up. It’s not that I didn’t want him to be happy or Michelle for that matter. It just seemed like their timing was lousy.

“Luke, Michelle is a murder suspect. Bristow thinks she had an accomplice. Who better than an overprotective boyfriend to kill Blade? This seems dangerous for both of you.”

Luke sat by me and picked up my hand, holding it between his. “No one knows.”

“I know. Your nosy landlady probably knows. How did this happen?”

“I called her after you and I had dinner at DiNapoli’s. She was lonely. I’m lonely. I invited her over for a beer, and we hit it off.”

“You’re lonely?” I had no idea. Maybe I hadn’t been spending enough time with him.

“It’s been a long time since I’d stayed in one place long enough to even have a relationship. One that lasted longer than a week or two.” He let go of my hand.

After Luke had finished his enlistment with the Marines, he’d had a tough time. Done things he shouldn’t have. Ones that he regretted and made amends for. We were still getting to know each other again. From


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