A Secret Killer (Julia Blake Cozy Mystery Book 4) Read Online Free PDF

you think we might … erm … if it ’ s not
too much trouble …”
    Julia
smiled. “ Would
you like to have a proper look around the house? Of course. We ’ ll
have a quick walk around the gardens too. ”  
    Julia
and Cain returned to her car. Julia set off down the drive and out of the
gates. She had to slam on her brakes as a large blue car raced through the
gates. The driver glared at her. It was clear that he wasn ’ t
going to move so Julia reversed her car to allow enough room for him to pass.
The driver passed without even acknowledging her good manners.
    Cain
said, “ That ’ s so
rude. He nearly drove into you. ”
    Julia
looked at the car through her rear-view mirror. “ That
man looked vaguely familiar. Where have I seen him before? ”
    In
a hopeful tone Cain said, “ Do you think he
was an actor? One from Summersdale Secrets? ”
    Julia ’ s
brow furrowed. “ I don ’ t
think so. Oh! That ’ s going to bother me now. It ’ ll
come back to me later. ”
    They
had three more clients to visit that day. Two of them were out so Julia could
explain to Cain exactly what each client required. “ Sometimes,
they ’ ll
leave a pile of ironing out, or even a shopping list. Don ’ t
fall for it! I have a list of specific jobs for each client and it never
includes ironing or shopping. Some people take liberties. ”
    The
final client was an elderly man who had mobility issues. He insisted on telling
Cain all about his younger days. Cain listened and nodded as Cyril chatted,
whilst giving the windows a thorough clean at the same time. Julia inspected
the windows surreptitiously later and was impressed, not a streak or smudge in
sight.
    It
was nearly six o ’ clock by the time she drove Cain home.
He insisted on being dropped off at the corner of his street. Julia insisted
otherwise. Cain had been waiting outside her house this morning for work but
she wanted to know where he lived, wanted to make sure he had a decent roof
over his head. Cain ’ s cheeks coloured as they pulled up
outside a small bungalow that had seen better days. He said, “ This
is Gran ’ s
house, she left it to me. It needs a bit of work. ”
    “ It ’ s
lovely. My dad ’ s got
loads of spare paint, he ’ ll be happy to
give you a couple of cans. ”
    Cain
lifted his chin. “ I ’ ll
pay for them, I don ’ t expect charity. ”
    Julia
gave him a kind smile. “ It ’ s not
charity, call it a perk of the job. ”
    A
smile lit up Cain ’ s face. “ A
job! Do you mean that you ’ re giving me a
job? Are you sure? Don ’ t you want to
see how I get on for the next few days? ”
    “ I ’ m
sure. You ’ re a
good worker. And a good listener. I think we ’ ll
work well as a team for now, get through the cleaning jobs quicker. But in the
future, if you still want to work for me, you ’ ll
have to arrange your own transport so that we can go to different clients. ”
    “ I ’ ve
got a bike, ” Cain added helpfully.
    “ A car
would be better. One thing at a time. Off you go, I ’ ll
pick you up at nine tomorrow. ”
    A
serious look came over Cain. “ Thank you, thank
you so much, Ms Blake. ”
    Julia
held a finger up. “ Don ’ t
call me that, I ’ m Julia. ”
    Cain
grinned and nodded. He said goodbye, jumped out of the car and almost ran up
the overgrown path that led to the bungalow.
    Julia
sighed as she watched him go. He reminded her of a puppy that had been
mistreated. So eager to please, but guarded too, as if expecting to be kicked
at any moment. She hadn ’ t been lying
about him being a good worker though.
    She
nodded to herself. She ’ d made the right
decision about employing Cain Andrews.
    It
wasn ’ t
long before she was doubting herself.
     

 
     
    Chapter 8
     
    The
next morning, Julia looked down at the carpet and gave a heartfelt sigh. Cain
was at her side, looking in the same direction. “ Well, ” he said, “ you
said I wouldn ’ t be
seeing any dead bodies. Not the best start for a