What are you doing?” Katie looked up at me, eyes wide and face flushed, and backed away from the table. I went to help her up, taking her arm. She was just a little plump—not a bad thing for an innkeeper—and older than me by a decade or so. She was a long-time Santa Fe res...
I said, tears sliding down my cheeks. Tony put his helmet and bag on the floor and gathered me into his arms. “I’m sorry, Ellen,” he said in my ear, his voice rough. I didn’t bother trying to stop crying. He held me and occas...
A thousand small tasks needed attention, many of which had been on hold while I dealt with the wedding. In addition, the holiday season loomed. I called Tony’s sister, Angela, and got her voicemail. She was in college, I knew, and also cared for their grandmother. I left a...
A shiver went through me as I recalled the sound of Tony’s gun. Two shots. The Captain had also been shot twice. Could this house be a vortex of violence? Would I never be free of the shadow of death? I shook myself. It wasn’t that bad. It seemed so...
“Are they? Getting married?” Tony picked up his wineglass. “Yeah. Mama Maria was totally against it, which is the only reason they didn’t do it before. Now they can.” I watched him drink, wondering if he’d meant it as a toast. Wondering if he was co...