Murder Takes A Bow - A Betty Crawford Mystery (The Betty Crawford Mysteries) (23 page)

"Well, that’s what you get when you get in the car with a murderer," he pointed out.

"He would have killed my parents," Betty said, turning to face him.

Bill nodded. "I know," he said. "But I still get to call you ten kinds of stupid."

Betty gave a small smile and leant back into the swing and pushing it into motion. "I suppose you do," she said. She switched topics. "Did you find him? Andy?"

"Yes. You were right about him having a hole in his forehead, but I don’t think it was from a gun shot," Bill said. "There was no place for a person to take a shot like that from along that road, and the truck was moving pretty erratically. It’s highly unlikely anyone could have made a shot that precise."

"I know what I saw," Betty insisted. "He was killed by a bullet."

"We think the hole was caused by a piece of flying debris from when the truck crashed," Bill said.

"I know what I saw."

Bill sighed. He reached out took her hand, rubbing his thumb across her knuckles. He raised it to his mouth, kissing her knuckles. Betty felt herself blush. What was that?

"I know you do," Bill said, dropping her hand and reaching out to pull her against him. Betty rested her head against his chest. "And I’ll make sure your statement is kept on file. But the case is closed. Andy was our murderer."

Of course Andy was the murderer, Betty thought. But, between the statements he’d made about not having a choice in killing either Jarvis or Melody, and the unmistakable sight of watching him get shot, Betty knew there was another killer on the loose.

It looked like it was up to her to find out who it was.

But, for now, Bill was a comfortable pillow. And the next thing she planned on trying to figure out was the fluttering in her stomach that had started when she felt his heartbeat close to her ear.

THE END

Betty and her friends will be back   watch for "Dancing With Death"