True Believer Part 13
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"Are you sure?"
"That's when I I saw them. It was a little before midnight." saw them. It was a little before midnight."
He stopped in his tracks. "Wait-you've seen them? You didn't mention that."
She smiled. "You didn't ask."
"You keep saying that."
"Well, Mr. Journalist, that's only because you keep forgetting to ask."
Eight.
Across town at Herbs, Deputy Rodney Hopper was stewing over his cup of coffee, wondering where on earth Lexie and that . . . city boy had gone off to.
He'd wanted to surprise Lexie at the library and take her out to lunch so City Boy would know exactly where things stood. Maybe she would have even let him escort her to the car while City Boy watched with envy.
Oh, he knew exactly what City Boy saw in Lexie. And he had to be seeing it. h.e.l.l, it was impossible not to notice, Rodney thought. She was the prettiest woman in the county, probably the state. Maybe even the whole wide world, for that matter.
Usually, he wouldn't have worried about any guy doing research at the library, and he wasn't worried when he first heard about it. But then he started hearing all those folks whispering about the new stranger in town, so he'd wanted to check it out. And they were right: all it took was one look at City Boy to figure out that he had that city city look about him. People who researched at the library were supposed to be older and look like absentminded professors, complete with reading gla.s.ses, poor posture, and coffee breath. But not this guy; no, this guy looked like he'd just strolled out of Della's Beauty Parlor. But even that wouldn't have bothered him so much except for the fact that right now they were off gallivanting around town, just the two of them. look about him. People who researched at the library were supposed to be older and look like absentminded professors, complete with reading gla.s.ses, poor posture, and coffee breath. But not this guy; no, this guy looked like he'd just strolled out of Della's Beauty Parlor. But even that wouldn't have bothered him so much except for the fact that right now they were off gallivanting around town, just the two of them.
Rodney scowled. Just where were they, anyway?
Not at Herbs. And not at Pike's Diner, either. No, he'd scanned their parking lots and come up empty. He supposed he could have gone in and asked around, but word would probably have spread, and he wasn't sure that would have been such a good idea. All his buddies teased him about Lexie as it was, especially whenever he mentioned that they were going out on a date again. They'd tell him to get over her, that she was just spending time with him to be nice, but he knew better. She always said yes when he asked, didn't she? He thought about it. Well, most of the time, anyway. She never kissed him afterward, but that was beside the point. He was patient and the time was coming. Every time they went out, they edged a little closer to something more serious. He knew it. He could feel feel it. His buddies, he knew, were just jealous. it. His buddies, he knew, were just jealous.
He'd hoped that Doris would have some insight, but it just so happened that she wasn't around, either. Off at the accountant's, they said, but she'd be back in a little while. Which, of course, didn't help him at all, since his lunch break was almost over, and he couldn't exactly wait around for her. And besides, she'd probably deny knowing anything about it. He'd heard she actually liked City Boy, and well . . . wasn't that special?
"Scuse me, darlin'?" Rachel said. "You okay?"
Rodney looked up and saw her standing at the table with the coffeepot.
"Nothing, Rachel," he said. "Just one of those days."
"Bad guys getting you down again?"
Rodney nodded. "You could say that."
She smiled, looking pretty, though Rodney didn't seem to notice. He'd long since come to view her as something of a sister.
"Well, it'll get better," she rea.s.sured him.
He nodded. "You're probably right."
Her lips went together. Sometimes she worried about Rodney.
"Are you sure you can't squeeze in a quick bite to eat? I know you're in a hurry and I can tell 'em to make it quick."
"No. I'm not all that hungry. And I've got some protein powder in the car for later. I'll be fine." He extended his cup. "A refill might be nice, though."
"You got it," she said, pouring.
"Hey, would you happen to have noticed whether Lexie came through here? Maybe for a to-go order?"
She shook her head. "I haven't seen her all day. Have you checked at the library? I can call over there if it's important."
"No, it's not that important."
She hovered over the table, as if debating what to say next. "I saw you sitting with Jeremy Marsh this morning."
"Who?" Rodney asked, trying to appear innocent.
"The journalist from New York. Don't you remember?"
"Oh, yeah. I just thought I should introduce myself."
"He's a handsome fella, isn't he?"
"I don't notice whether other men are handsome," he growled.
"Well, he is. I could look at him all day. I mean, that hair. Just makes me want to run my fingers through it. Everyone's talking about him."
"Great," Rodney mumbled, feeling worse.
"He invited me to New York," she boasted.
At this, Rodney perked up, wondering if he'd heard her right. "He did?"
"Well, sort of, anyway. He said I should visit, and even though he didn't put it in so many words, I think he kind of wanted me to visit him him."
"Really?" he asked. "That's great, Rachel."
"What did you think of him?"
Rodney s.h.i.+fted in his seat. "We didn't really talk that much."
"Oh, you should. He's really interesting and very smart. And that hair. Did I mention his hair?"
"Yes," Rodney said. He took another gulp of his coffee, trying to stall until he figured things out. Did he really invite Rachel to New York? Or did Rachel invite herself? He wasn't quite sure. He could see how City Boy might find her attractive, and he was definitely the type who'd make his move on a woman, but . . . but . . . Rachel tended to exaggerate and Lexie and City Boy were out and about and nowhere to be found. Something here didn't quite add up, did it?
He began sliding from the booth. "Well, listen, if you see Lexie, tell her I stopped by, okay?"
"Sure thing. You want me to put your coffee in a Styrofoam cup to go?"
"No, thanks. My stomach's feeling a little green already."
"Oh, you poor thing. I think we have some Pepto-Bismol in the back. Do you want me to get some for you?"
"To be honest, Rach," he said, puffing his chest out and trying to look official again, "I don't think it's going to help."
Across town, just outside the accountant's office, Mayor Gherkin hustled to catch up to Doris.
"Just the woman I wanted to see," he called out.
Doris turned to watch the mayor approach; in his red jacket and checkered pants, she couldn't help but wonder whether the man was color-blind. More often than not, he looked ridiculous.
"What can I do for you, Tom?"
"Well, as you may or may not have heard, we're arranging a special evening for our guest, Jeremy Marsh," he said. "He's writing a big story, you know, and . . ."
Doris mentally finished the story, mouthing the words along with him.
". . . you know how important this could be for the town."
"I've heard," she said. "And it's especially good for your businesses."
"I'm thinking of the whole community here," he said, ignoring her comment. "I've spent all morning trying to set things up so it'll be just right. But I was hoping you'd be willing to help us out with something to eat."
"You want me to be the caterer?"
"Not for charity, mind you. The town would be happy to reimburse you for expenses. We're planning to hold it at the old Lawson Plantation just outside town. I've already talked to the folks there, and they said that they'd be happy to let us use the premises. I figure we'd have a little get-together, and we could sort of use it as a kickoff to the Historic Homes Tour. I've already talked to the newspaper, and a reporter plans to swing by-"
"When are you planning to have this little get-together?" she asked, cutting him off.
He looked momentarily baffled by the interruption. "Well, tonight, of course . . . but like I was saying-"
"Tonight?" she interrupted again. "You want me to prepare for one of your little get-togethers tonight tonight?"
"It's for a good cause, Doris. I know it's inconsiderate of me to drop this on you like this, but big things might be happening, and we have to move fast to take advantage of it. You and I both know you're the only one who could handle something like this. Nothing fancy, of course. I was thinking that maybe you could do your special chicken pes...o...b..t without the sandwiches . . ."
"Does Jeremy Marsh even know about this?"
"Of course, he does. Why, I spoke to him about it this morning, and he seemed genuinely excited by the possibility."
"Really?" she asked, leaning back, doubting it.
"And I was hoping that Lexie might come as well. You know how important she is to folks in this town."
"I doubt if she would. She hates doing these types of things any more than absolutely necessary. And this doesn't strike me as absolutely necessary."
"You might be right. But anyway, like I was saying, I'd like to use this evening to help us kick off the weekend."
"Aren't you forgetting that I'm against the whole idea of using the cemetery as a tourist attraction?"
"Not at all," he said. "I remember what you told me exactly. But you do want your voice heard, don't you? If you don't show up, there's going to be no one there to represent your side of things."
Doris stared at Mayor Gherkin for a long moment. The man certainly knew what b.u.t.tons to press. And besides, he had a point. If she didn't go, she could imagine what Jeremy would end up writing if all he had to go on was the mayor and the town council. Tom was right: she was the only one who could handle something like this on such short notice. They both knew she'd been preparing for the tour this weekend and had plenty of food on hand in the kitchen already.
"All right," she capitulated, "I'll take care of it. But don't think for a second I'm going to serve all those people. It'll be a buffet, and I'm going to sit at the tables like the rest of you."
Mayor Gherkin smiled. "I wouldn't have it any other way, Doris."
Deputy Rodney Hopper was sitting in his car across the street from the library, wondering whether or not to go inside and talk to Lexie. He could see City Boy's car parked in the lot, which meant that they'd returned from wherever they'd gone, and he could see lights from Lexie's office glowing through the window.
He could imagine Lexie sitting at her desk reading, her legs propped up on the chair with knees bent, twirling those strands of hair as she thumbed through the pages of a book. He wanted to talk to her, but the thing was, he knew he didn't have a good reason. He never dropped by the library just to chat because, honestly, he wasn't all that sure that she wanted him to. She had never casually suggested that he stop by to see her, and whenever he veered the conversation in that direction, she would change the subject. On one level, it made sense, since she was supposed to be working, but at the same time, he knew that encouraging him to visit would have been another small step in the progress of their relations.h.i.+p.
He saw a figure pa.s.s by the window, and he wondered if City Boy was in the office with her.
He scowled. That would take the cake, wouldn't it? First a lunch date-something he and Lexie had never done-and now a friendly visit at work. He scowled just thinking about it. In less than a day, City Boy had moved right in, hadn't he? Well, maybe he'd just have to have another little talk with him about the situation. Spell things out for him, so that City Boy would understand exactly where things stood.
Of course, that would mean that things with Lexie stood some somewhere, and right now he wasn't exactly sure they did. Yesterday he'd been content with the status of the relations.h.i.+p. Well, okay, maybe not completely content. He would have preferred things to be moving just a little faster, but that was beside the point. The point was, yesterday he knew there was no compet.i.tion, but today the two of them were sitting up there, probably laughing and joking, having a grand old time. And here he was, sitting in an idling car, staring at them from the outside.
Then again, maybe Lexie and City Boy weren't in the office together. Maybe Lexie was doing . . . well, librarian stuff while City Boy was hunched in the corner, reading some moldy book. Maybe Lexie was just being friendly, since the guy was a visitor in town. He wondered about it, before deciding it made sense. h.e.l.l, everybody was going out of their way to make the guy feel welcome, right? And the mayor was leading the charge. This morning, when he had City Boy right where he wanted him, just when he was going to set the boundaries, the mayor (the mayor!) helped the guy slink away to safety. And bam! City Boy and Lexie are picking flowers and watching rainbows together.
Then again, maybe not.
He hated not knowing what was going on, and just as he was getting ready to head inside, his thoughts were interrupted by a tapping on the gla.s.s. It took an instant for the face to come into focus.
The mayor. Mr. Interrupt at the Wrong Moment. Interrupt at the Wrong Moment. Twice now. Twice now.
Rodney rolled down his window and the chill swept into the car. Mayor Gherkin leaned over, using his hands as support.
"Just the man I was looking for," Mayor Gherkin said. "I happened to be driving by, and when I saw you, I was struck by the thought that we're going to need a representative from law enforcement this evening."
"What for?"
"The little get-together, of course. For Jeremy Marsh, our distinguished visitor. Tonight at the Lawson Plantation."
Rodney blinked. "You're kidding, right?"
"No, not at all. In fact, I've got Gary making him up a key to the city right now."
"A key to the city," Rodney repeated.
"Of course, don't tell anyone about that. It's supposed to be a surprise. But since this is becoming more official, I sure would appreciate your presence tonight. It would make the evening seem a bit more . . . ceremonious. I was hoping that you'd stand by my side as I presented the key to him."
Rodney puffed his chest out just a bit, flattered. Still, there wasn't a chance he'd even consider doing something like that. "I think that's more my boss's duty, don't you?"
"Well, sure. But you and I both know he's hunting in the mountains right now. And since you're in charge while he's gone, it's one of those things that falls in your lap."
"I don't know, Tom. I'd have to call someone in to cover for me. It's a shame, but I really don't think I'm going to be able to make it."
"That is a shame. But I understand. Duty is duty."
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