“Yeah, you’re probably right. No reason to suspect foul play.” Gus stood and looked back up the stairs, down the hall and then back at Lavinia.

Her lips were pressed in a thin line and I wondered what she was thinking. I knew she was a good cop, but the truth was I didn’t really know her all that well. Eight years separated us and she was just a teenager when I’d moved down south. Now, twenty-five years later, we were just becoming acquainted as adults.

“Mew.” Pandora sat on the empty table in the storage room where Lavinia temporarily stored new books or returns before she catalogued them. I’d forgotten she was here. She wasn’t really my cat … well, not until recently. I’d inherited her along with the bookstore and my grandmother’s house. I still wasn’t used to being followed around by a feline.

“Isn’t that Pandora?” Gus asked. Gus had been close to grandma—closer than I had, and it was somewhat of a mystery that Grandma had left me the shop, her house and the cat. In her will, she’d said she’d wanted me to come back home and have a house and business, which was odd because the timing had been perfect. She’d left a tidy sum of money for Gus, so at least there were no hard feelings.

“Yeah, she rides to work with me.”

Gus raised a brow at me, but didn’t say anything. Pandora stared at us—her intelligent, greenish-gold eyes contrasting eerily with her sleek gray fur.

“So, if it was unusual for Lavinia to be here at this time of the morning, why do you think she was here and what do you think she was doing?” Gus asked.

“I’m not sure.”

Gus reached out to pet Pandora, who still sat on the table staring at us. “Are there any mice in here, Pandora? Maybe Lavinia heard something down here and wanted to investigate.”

“Maybe.” I looked around the floor for evidence of mice. Lavinia ran a pretty tight ship so I doubted there would be any mice in the library. And, since the room was empty of books, she hadn’t come in early to catalogue new arrivals.

Which begged the question … why was Lavinia in the library this early in the first place?

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

The EMT’s and Gus’s deputy arrived and got busy with their crime scene investigation. After Gus asked me the standard questions and had the nerve to tell me not to leave town, I headed down the street to open the bookstore.

The crowd of four ‘regulars’ were already waiting outside, their necks craning to see what was going on at the library.