Bluegrass Undercover (Bluegrass Brothers)

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Authors: Kathleen Brooks
casserole into the freezer.
    “As I was saying, I was hoping we could meet in person on…” Annie pivoted in the small entryway when the doorbell rang. “Was that the doorbell?”
    “Yeah, sorry. Hold on for just a sec.” Annie balanced the casserole dish on her hip and the phone on her shoulder as she opened the door. She looked out and then down to a trio of white-haired ladies.
    “Hello, dear. We’re the Rose sisters. I’m Lily Rae. This is my sister Daisy Mae.” The leader bobbed her head toward the thin, wiry looking sister with her silver hair pulled back into a tight bun, with a couple pencils poking out of it. Annie realized that she had seen when she had driven past the Café. “And this is Violet Fae.” The small, round woman grabbed her around her shoulders and pulled her into a hug that had the casserole dish teetering and the cell phone coming close to getting lost in Violet’s puffy cleavage.
    “Bless your heart – you are a skinny thing! Thank goodness we brought you some food. You must be starving!” Violet clucked as she looked Annie over.
    “Thank you for the food. Someone named Pam just dropped off a casserole. This is all very nice of you.”
    “Dang it! Pam beat us here. We’ll never hear the end of it.” Daisy shook her head and shifted the large basket hanging at the crook of her arm.
    “But I bet she didn’t stay to give her a proper welcome. She had to pick the boys up from soccer practice,” Lily pronounced. “We won’t run out on you so quickly. Come and sit for a spell and we’ll get know one another.” The sisters pushed past her and into the small kitchen before Annie could stop them.
    “I’m sorry,” she said as she trailed after them. “I do not mean to be rude, but I’m on the phone.” Annie paused at the kitchen and watched as they looked around.
    “That’s okay, dear. Give us that casserole and we’ll just put the food away. I’m sure you want to finish your call with your…boyfriend?” Lily asked as she reached for the casserole.
    “I don’t have a boyfriend.” Three white heads swiveled around and smiles appeared at once.
    “Well, love your heart! It’s lucky we stopped by then. We know plenty of men. Now don’t be rude and keep that person waiting on the phone. Don’t mind us!” Lily put the casserole in the fridge, turned to her sisters and started pulling out covered dishes from the basket. Annie looked down at the phone and cringed.
    “Sorry about that. The welcoming committee is here.”
    “I guessed that. Now about our meeting.” The doorbell went off again and her boss dropped the f word.
    “I got it, dear!” one of the sisters shouted from the kitchen.
    “Go ahead, Romero. But, you may want to make it quick.” Annie looked to the door to see a pretty woman her own age with a handsome man who had Fed written all over him. “Sir, do you have anyone else in town?” she whispered, looking away from the couple.
    “No, why?”
    “A fed just walked in. I would bet my life on it.”
    “Details.”
    “Thirty, dark hair, silver eyes, six feet, no visible tats. He’s with a woman in her mid to late twenties, brown hair.” Annie waited as she heard the keys of Romero’s computer tapping as he ran a search.
    “I think I got it. Cole Parker. He’s the Special Agent in Charge of the FBI’s Lexington Office. I heard through the cop-vine he just got engaged. If you need anything and he’s nearby, you get him to help. He’s the one that just took down that corruption ring out of New York and D.C. Now, before we get interrupted again. Jesus, was that the doorbell again?”
    “Yes, sir.” Annie was sure she heard the whistle of steam coming out of his ears.
    “Meeting, tomorrow, seven in the morning at the office. Got it.”
    “Yes, sir.” The doorbell rang again and Romero hung up while rattling off a string of curse words. They really did have a lot to discuss. Annie tucked away her phone and turned to see her small house filled

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