by Diana Orgain | Jul 16, 2021 | Gold Strike Mysteries, Sneak Peek, Uncategorized
Did you miss Chapter One? Did you miss Chapter Two? Did you miss part one of Chapter Three? From Dying for Gold Chapter Three Continued Even though I tried to focus on her chatter, my mind was on the bloody shoe. When we turned the corner to Jason’s block, a chill crept up my spine. What exactly was I going to do with the shoe if I found it? We entered the alley, and a cat hissed at us, then ran off. A black cat no less. Wendy screeched, “Bad luck!” I poked her in the ribs. “Don’t worry about that. It’s the neighbor’s cat.” I said it to calm her down, but the truth was I was superstitious too. The alley was curiously clean. There were no drops of blood like before. It was as if someone had scrubbed the concrete clean. I flipped open the lid of the black garbage can. There was no shoe. There wasn’t anything, not even garbage. “How weird! It was here,” I said to Wendy. “Where?” she asked. “The place is spotless. Garbage pickup isn’t until Monday,” I said. “Somebody must have picked it up,” she answered. I looked through the other bins quickly. The recycling and compost bins were half-full and seemed the same as before. “It doesn’t make any sense. Does it?” “No,” she said. “It doesn’t make sense that you would drag me out here to look at an empty trash can.” I poked her shoulder for her to be quiet, but she was just getting started. “It’s like the time you hauled me over to the Dress Stop...
