A Potion To Die For: A Magic Potion Mystery - Plot & Excerpts
She was a speed demon herself and liked to push my Wrangler to its limits on these back roads. The radio had been cranked to a local country station Ainsley loved, and a dusty trail and flying pebbles lay in our wake as we made our way eastbound to Rock Creek. The silence between us was welcoming—Ainsley had known me so long that she knew when to push and when to back off and let me stew in my own thoughts. I didn’t want to talk about what had happened back at the shop, or what it might mean to Nelson’s murder case. My mind was so jumbled with motives and suspects that I could barely think straight. Ainsley glanced over at me and gave me her “it’ll be okay or I’ll make sure someone pays” smile and then started singing along to the radio. It was not, fortunately, a Dolly Parton song, as I’d had my fill for the day, despite how much I loved Dolly—and my mama. Rock Creek was normally a fifteen-minute drive along a little-used, tree-lined, two-lane road, but Ainsley made it there in a little less than ten minutes.
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