by Diana Orgain | Apr 12, 2021 | Maternal Instincts Mysteries, Sneak Peek, Uncategorized
Go back to Chapter One? From Formula for Murder Chapter Two We agreed that we’d drive by the French consulate on Bush Street and see if anything seemed obvious. Short of a smashed vehicle parked in front I wasn’t sure what we were looking for. I sat in the back of Jim’s car, hovering over Laurie. Thank good‐ ness we’d had an extra car seat. My car had been towed after the inci‐ dent and the pediatrician had told me to discard the car seat that had been in the accident, as it was likely the harnesses was damaged. We drove down Bush Street and spotted the consulate adjacent to the French school and Church of Notre Dame des Victoires. It had began to drizzle, but when Jim turned the wipers on, there was only enough rain to smear across the windshield. “Looks like they have a parking garage,” Jim said. “It’s probably for staff only, right?” I asked. Jim pulled the car up to the entrance and read the sign. “Yeah. You need an electronic key card to get in. Perfect place to hide a vehicle after a hit-and-run, huh?” “Okay. Let’s go home.” I was exhausted not only physically—every emotion in me had been pushed to the brink this morning. “Not so fast. I want to check things out. I’m going in by foot.” We parked across the street at a meter. Jim hopped out of the car and emptied all the change from his pocket into the meter. He frowned and tapped at it. “Busted. This is BS. What a day.” I watched as he crossed...
