Chapters (28)
- Cover
- Praise for the novels of
- Titles by Lexi Blake
- Dedication
- prologue
- chapter one
- chapter two
- chapter three
- chapter four
- chapter five
- chapter six
- chapter seven
- chapter eight
- chapter nine
- chapter ten
- chapter eleven
- chapter twelve
- chapter thirteen
- chapter fourteen
- chapter fifteen
- chapter sixteen
- chapter seventeen
- chapter eighteen
- chapter nineteen
- acknowledgments
- Coming Soon
- about the author
- What’s next onyour reading list?
“You think? I have a different theory. She could have been on that boat, killed Doc, and taken over his clinic,” Gene pointed out.
Sometimes it was best to go with the flow, let Gene get it out of his system. Of course, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t poke some obvious holes into those theories. “What did she do with the boat? Because it’s not here and there isn’t another marina for miles.”
Gene thought about that for a moment. “Helicopter. She could have had a helicopter pick her up and she left the boat out there. It’s perfect. She would have had time to wipe that whole boat down. It’ll be like she was never there.”
Yes, because she’d been at the clinic. He’d driven by the damn place three times today and caught glimpses of her through the windows. She’d been behind the desk, staring down at files. She hadn’t been in the back dealing with patients.
He was going to have a serious talk with Doc when he got back from his fishing trip. “What exactly makes you think Ms. Daley is a murderer besides the fact that she’s from Dallas?”
“They grow them mean in Dallas,” Gene said with a nod.
He didn’t point out that Gene’s third wife had been from Dallas and now Gene thought anyone from Dallas had to be evil. He definitely didn’t point out that Charlene hadn’t needed to be from Dallas to find Gene annoying. Armie was from right here in Papillon and he wanted to murder Gene on a regular basis.
“She’s got that look,” Gene insisted. “I went in for my physical. I don’t know why I have to do it since I feel perfectly fine, but I can’t get my blood pressure medication without Doc signing off on it. He claims there’s a reason but we all know that big pharma is in league with the Secret Order of Physicians. Now, that shouldn’t be confused with the American Medical Association. That’s legit. Mostly, although some people claim it’s been infiltrated by Russians.”
Armie put up a hand to stop what would likely be a long lecture on the deep state. “She’s Remy’s wife’s sister. She’s fully qualified and she’s definitely not involved in anything criminal. I looked her up. She speeds from time to time, but otherwise, she’s got a perfectly clean record. I’m sorry no one informed you the clinic was changing hands. We should have had a town meeting about it. Doc has been a big part of this community for years.”
Gene nodded. “I trust Doc. It’s why I don’t want that lady doctor to murder him.”