The Super Spies and the Cat Lady Killer by Lisa Orchard Read Free Book Online Page B

in the clear? Why is this guy on our case? These questions paraded through Sarah’s mind, and her stomach churned. The strongest feeling came over her, the feeling this wasn’t over by a long shot. She strained to hear the rest of the conversation.
    â€œY ou’re out of your mind, Klonsky. ” the second officer shook his head.
    â€œYeah, everything’s going like clockwork for those three, but I’m going to catch them.”
    Uncle Walt scowled at Klonsky. “Knock it off, or I’ll issue a complaint with your superior.”
    Klonsky glared at them, but kept his mouth shut. Sarah glanced down, refusing to meet his gaze. She chewed on her thumbnail as the group continued past the officers and out the door.

Chapter Three
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    Once outside, Sarah squinted against the brilliant sunlight. Tears welled in her eyes as she pulled on her uncle’s arm. “Uncle Walt?” Sarah blinked and wiped her eyes.
    â€œYeah?”
    â€œWhat’s his problem?”
    â€œI’m not sure.” He glanced back at the police station.
    â€œIt’s like he thinks we killed the Cat Lady.” Sarah stopped and stared at her uncle.
    He placed his hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring squeeze. “It doesn’t matter what he thinks, it only matters what he can prove. He has no evidence.”
    â€œI know, but….” Sarah gnawed on her thumbnail again.
    Her uncle put his arm all the way around her and squeezed again. “Don’t worry about him.”
    â€œBut he’s a cop. He could do all sorts of things to make it look like it was us.” Sarah felt sick to her stomach.
    â€œDon’t worry. You’re innocent.”
    â€œYeah,” Lacey piped up.
    â€œYeah, true.” Sarah glanced over her shoulder, but she didn’t feel any better.
    â€œDon’t worry,” Uncle Walt said. “Harrisburg is a small town, it’s not like they can manufacture evidence against you. This isn’t a TV show.”
    Sarah faked a smile for her uncle’s benefit. “That’s true. I feel better now.”
    Uncle Walt cracked a wide grin and puffed up his chest.
    â€œCan we go to Hinkle’s?” Sarah asked.
    â€œRight now?” Uncle Walt pulled back and frowned.
    â€œYeah.”
    â€œAfter the day you’ve had?”
    She nodded. “Yeah, I think a little ice cream would help.”
    â€œI guess it’s all right.” He looked to Aunt June for confirmation.
    Sarah glanced at her aunt and gave her a tentative smile. Aunt June resembled her mother so closely they could have been twins. They had the same blonde hair and green eyes. Both women shared the same worry line between their eyebrows. It was creased now because of their recent tangle with the law.
    She gave Sarah a smile and relaxed. The crease disappeared. “Just be home before dark.”
    â€œOkay.”
    â€œI’m going home. I ne ed to disinfect,” Lacey sniffed .
    â€œDo you need some money?” her uncle asked.
    â€œYeah.”
    He pulled out his wallet and handed Sarah a five. “Have fun.”
    Sarah hurried over to Jackie. “Hey, how about Hinkle’s?”
    â€œAbsolutely,” Jackie gave her mom her best Vanna White smile. “Mom, we’re going to Hinkle’s.”
    â€œI don’t know.” Jackie’s mom hesitated. “You’ve had a horrendous day.”
    Jackie nodded. “I know, that’s why I need some ice cream.”
    â€œLet her go, Claire,” Jackie’s dad said, winking at his daughter. “This is Harrisburg.”
    â€œWhere an old lady was just murdered,” Jackie’s mother said dryly.
    â€œPlease….” Jackie whined. She gazed at her mother with pleading eyes, and clasped her hands together as if she were praying.
    â€œPlease….” Sarah copied Jackie’s stance and beseeching expression.
    Her mother sighed. “All right, just be