Page 22 of Soul Food Spirits


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I had a choice. I could yank away from him, track down Xavier and find out who killed him, which is what I needed to do. Or I could go with Roan.

“What are you doing?” I said.

“I’m saving you.”

“What are you talking about?”

The voices grew louder.

“If someone finds you here, they’re going to think you did this.”

“What are you talking about?” I seethed. “And what are you doing here?”

He raked strong fingers that probably could play the guitar for hours through his tousled, sexy hair.

Seriously. I needed to focus. I was not interested in B and B guy.

His voice came hurried, hushed. “I was out walking.”

“At midnight?”

“Sometimes I can’t sleep.”

“So you walk around town like a stalker?”

“I’m trying to help you.”

I yanked my arm from him. “You’re not helping me.” I twisted my head and saw Xavier’s spirit walking. Moving. I turned back to Roan. The concern in his dark eyes made my breath hitch. I did a quick survey of him. No blood anywhere. Not on his shirt or his shoes. If he’d been the one to murder Xavier, he’d have been covered in the stuff.

But who did?

I moved to the spirit, but Roan grabbed me. “Don’t go that way.”

“I’ve got to ask him.”

“Who?”

I gritted my teeth. “I need to know who killed Xavier.”

“They’re going to think it’s you.”

I stopped. Stared at Roan. “What are you talking about?”

“In town. The folks are already starting to talk about you. How strange things happen when you’re around.”

“What strange things?”

He tipped his head. “The spirit.”

“It was a one-time thing.”

“That went viral. Face it, Sunshine. You’ve attracted attention.” He pointed toward the voices. “This might be a tourist town, but when someone shows up a little off the grid, these folks get pitchforks ready. I saw you here, and I’m taking you with me. No one will know you found the body.”

“Did you see who did it?”

Roan shook his head. A strand of dark hair fell in his eyes. He raked it aside. “I saw a figure, but I couldn’t make them out.”

The voices of Mrs. Wilkes along with Slick and Truck grew loud. Another, stronger female voice sounded with them. “The sheriff. She must’ve heard the screaming. I think the whole block did. Are you coming with me?”