Hiding From Death (A Darcy Sweet Cozy Mystery #6) by K.J. Emrick Page B

comfortable in spite of his circumstances.  “So you must know how this is going to work.  I’m going to offer to give you information on certain…activities that are related to organized crime that your little rinky dink agency here will be much more interested in.  As will the State Police, and I should think the FBI as well.  Call Agent Dominie at the capitol office.  I’ll give you the number.”
                  “Where’s Chip McIntosh?” Jon asked, seeing the conversation wasn’t going anywhere.
                  Adolphos shrugged.  “Don’t know.  We know he’s still alive, of course, but we haven’t been able to find him.  You’re the smart guy.  You figure it out.”
                  Jon kept at it for a half hour longer or more before finally giving up.  He closed his notepad and walked out, coming around to where Darcy and Izzy were.  “We’re not going to get anything more out of him.  We’ll charge him, of course, but unfortunately he’s right.  With what he knows he’ll buy himself a reduced sentence.”
                  “You think he’ll really walk away free?” Izzy asked, her face horrified.
                  “No,” Jon said.  “Not completely.  He’ll serve a sentence in a nice cushy Federal Prison, most likely.  What we need to worry about right now is finding your husband.  You thought he was dead all this time.  Now, you know he’s not.  So, think now.  Where would he go to hide?”
                  Izzy bent her head in thought.  When she looked up again her eyes were wide.  “His brother has a summer home a few hours away from here.  He hasn’t used it in three years.  Chip took it over.  No one goes up there anymore.”
                  She gave them the address and Jon went to grab his coat.  Darcy followed tight on his heels.  Jon stopped her with a hand on her arm.  “Not this time.  Not that I wouldn’t mind you backing me up with a teakettle again but let me and the uniformed guys handle this one.”  He kissed her on her cheek.  “I’ll be back.”
    ***
                  Darcy spun the antique ring on her finger fitfully as she sat with Izzy in the Bean There Bakery and Café.  Lilly was still being watched by Aaron.  They had agreed it was best to leave her there until they found out if Jon would find Chip.  There was no sense in confusing the poor girl any more than she already was.  In spite of her concern for Jon, Darcy’s stomach had reminded her she hadn’t eaten all day, so they had decided to go for sandwiches and coffee.
                  Helen came over to their table after waiting on some of the other customers, and sat down with a smile.  “Well, Darcy, it’s good to see you’ve gotten our new neighbor to come out of her shell.  Hello there, I’m Helen Nelson, mayor of Misty Hollow.”
                  Izzy smiled uncertainly and made small talk for a few moments.  Darcy reminded herself that most of the town had no idea of the drama unfolding around them.  In a lot of ways it was a nice change of pace.  Usually the troubles that came to Misty Hollow caught everyone up in their webs.
                  “Oh, Helen,” Darcy said, suddenly remembering.  “I wanted to ask you something.  You know that Sue is leaving, right?  I wanted to do a going away party for her.  Two days from now, maybe?  Could you possibly bake a few dozen cookies for it?  I’m going to invite the book club and Linda from the library and some others.”
                  “That’s a wonderful idea,” Helen agreed.  “I’ll do some other appetizers, too.  We sure will miss Sue.”
                  After they finished their sandwiches they made their way back over to the police station.  “Izzy, that’s Jon’s police car,” Darcy said, seeing the dark sedan parked out