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Chapter 5

์ž‘๊ฐ€: Edima Wealth
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Calder paused on the sidewalk and looked up at the towering oak tree. There was nothing particularly special about the tree itself, except for the fact that it was growing straight up through the interior of a small antique store, and right out through the roof. MOSSYCUP ANTIQUES, the oval sign read. The background was navy blue, the store name in raised white script, and the oak treeโ€”a mossycup oak, he presumedโ€”was in beautifully rendered gold relief in the background. โ€œFounded: At the Beginning,โ€ he murmured, reading aloud the small line of script under the store name. Hmm. The beginning of what?

Heโ€™d noticed the eccentric little place on his way into town the day beforeโ€”it was hard to missโ€”and decided heโ€™d stop in on his way in that morning to talk to Owen Hartley, owner of Hartleyโ€™s Hardware and the new mayor of Blueberry Cove. More importantly to Calder, he was apparently the town historian as well.

Calderโ€™s meeting with Winstock had been pushed back from dinner the previous even
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  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 5.1

    She looked down, but rather than appear embarrassed, she smoothed her hand down the exceedingly shiny and very purple skirt, which spread outward over an untold number of what appeared to be white lace petticoats, at least from what he could see in the opening that split down the front of the skirt. Then she lifted a hand to carefully straighten her bonnet, and looked him straight in the eye with a small smile that could only be described as saccharine sweet. โ€œActually,โ€ she said, her voice a syrupy drawl, โ€œwhy, I was just running a few errands in town before dashing off to save Tara.โ€He barked out a laugh. Now who was charming whom? โ€œWhy, Miss Scarlett, flash one of those smiles, and I do believe you could save Tara and the entire Confederacy, even this deep into Yankee territory.โ€He watched her mouth soften into a more natural smile, and was pleased with himself more than was wise. Even banged up and bruised, she was a very beautiful woman, but the unexpected wry humor was the far

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  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 5.2

    Just get back on the horse and ride it already! She gave a rueful smile, thinking that sentiment applied to so many things in her life at the moment. Not a single one of which she felt remotely ready to climb back up on, much less let loose for a long ride. And that visual made her thoughts swing right back to Calder Blue. Oh, for the love of . . . She groaned, tempted to pull over, lean forward, and just rap her forehead repeatedly on the steering wheel. However, sheโ€™d already been punched in the face with one steering wheel this week, so clearly that wasnโ€™t going to knock any sense into her.She turned into the parking lot of the Rusty Puffin. Sheโ€™d promised Fi sheโ€™d help decorate for the rehearsal party after stashing Alexโ€™s present in Gusโ€™s office, but at the moment her thoughts werenโ€™t on hanging copious quantities of tissue-paper wedding bells and crepe-paper streamers. Her thoughts were still all tangled up with Calder Blue. And climbing up on . . . things. And riding them. Har

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  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย Chapter 6

    โ€œI appreciate the mayoral insight into the new direction the town is taking,โ€ Calder told Owen Hartley. โ€œAnd the history lesson.โ€ He leaned his hip on the hardware store counter, thinking he could have saved himself a lot of time and energy if heโ€™d just talked to Hartley first. Brodie had mentioned him as a good source on all the goings-on and heโ€™d been spot-on about that. With a good word from Brodie, Owen had already given Calder a general outline of what was happening in terms of town growth and who the main players were and how they all interconnected. For his part, Owen knew Calder was in town at Winstockโ€™s behest, to take on the construction of the yacht club, and that Calder was hoping to use the deal as a way to open dialogue between the two sides of his feuding family, but was curious as to why Winstock would bring him in, in the first place.โ€œI donโ€™t know if it will help you any,โ€ Owen said, brushing off the front of his shop apron. He was a slender man in his late forties w

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  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 6.1

    Owen was nodding his head as Calder spoke. โ€œI share that sentiment.โ€ He took a breath, let out a little sigh. โ€œWell, as the story goes, and this comes not only from journals kept by Blue family members, but from the diaries of other townsfolk, some of which have become part of the public record. At least, if a person were so inclined to want to read them, anyway.โ€โ€œSomething the local historian might have done.โ€Owen smiled briefly, still looking somewhat troubled over having gotten himself into this particular conversation. โ€œIndeed,โ€ he said. He paused and Calder was just about to ask him where he could gain access to those journals directly when he continued. So Calder fell silent, and simply listened.โ€œWhen Jedediah and Jeremiah had their disagreement, initially Jed wanted to keep the family empire united, but he didnโ€™t want to be tied down to the Cove. He thought of it as branching out, expanding on the empire rather than splitting it. Jeremiah wouldnโ€™t hear anything of the sort.

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  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 6.2

    โ€œThey had a younger sister, Josephine. Her husband died young, shortly after theyโ€™d all settled here. She wasnโ€™t even twenty yet, had two babies already, both sons. Story goes that Joโ€™s husband died soon after Jed had taken off, so Jeremiah took her under his roof and helped raise her kids. Not as his own, per se, but they were Blues, nonetheless. Andโ€”Cove history is wishy-washy on this, though Iโ€™m sure Jonah has records somewhereโ€”but whatever his sisterโ€™s married name had been, those kids used the surname Blue. Jonah descends from them.โ€Calder took a moment, letting all the information settle a bit.โ€œYou have family?โ€ Owen asked.โ€œNo kids, if thatโ€™s what you mean. I have three brothers. All younger.โ€ He smiled at Owenโ€™s wide eyes. โ€œTwo are married, two daughters apiece. The baby is still in college. Not a one of them cares a lick about whatโ€™s going on out here.โ€ Theyโ€™re too busy arguing with me. โ€œSo . . . yeah, we werenโ€™t really raised to even think about this side.โ€โ€œWell, Brooks w

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  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย Chapter 7

    As the door swung shut behind him, Calder squinted at the bright late-morning sunshine. Interesting day. Idling at the curb was the blue beast . . . and a pensive-looking Scarlett. And itโ€™s not even noon yet. Heโ€™d expected sheโ€™d be testy from being kept waiting. He really needed to stop assuming the worst about her.โ€œYour gravel, maโ€™am,โ€ he said and motioned toward the trunk.She looked up, clearly startled from her thoughts, making him wonder what had brought that brooding expression to her face. Then her eyebrows climbed even higher. โ€œYou. Again.โ€โ€œSmall town,โ€ he replied, motioning again to the trunk.She leaned down and reached around for the lever, then popped the lid for him. โ€œWhy are you here?โ€โ€œAccording to you? To destroy the Blue family and civilized life in the Cove as you know it.โ€She gave him an arched look. โ€œI meant here at Hartleyโ€™s, but never mind, itโ€™s none ofโ€”just never mind. If you could put that in the trunk, I really need to get back over to the pub. Careful, the

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  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 7.1

    He chuckled at the way sheโ€™d said that, like a closing statement meant to brook no further comment. โ€œYeah. You sound overcome with it.โ€She looked at him squarely then, which drew his fingertip along her cheek, down to her chin. โ€œIโ€™m very happy for my brother. I couldnโ€™t be happier for him.โ€โ€œThen why do you look so miserable? I figured it was from getting smacked in the face with an air bag. You got some other sort of unrest going on back at the plantation, Miz Scarlett?โ€She gave him a penetrating, no-bullshit stare, much the same way he imagined sheโ€™d look at someone she was about to cross-examine on the stand. It was impressive. But because he wasnโ€™t on trial, it didnโ€™t faze him in the least. He also noted she didnโ€™t shift away from his touch. Now that fazed him.โ€œNo unrest. Everything will be fine,โ€ she said. โ€œIs fine.โ€He smiled, which spread to a grin when she scowled. โ€œGood thing youโ€™re not on the stand right now. Youโ€™re perjuring yourself.โ€Despite herself, she smiled a littl

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  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 7.2

    He searched her eyes, but couldnโ€™t read her. Something was going on in there, likely something that had a lot to do with that uncertainty sheโ€™d spoken of when theyโ€™d run into each other earlier that morning. He wasnโ€™t sure that should matter. It was her issue. She was an adult, making her own choices.โ€œGood point. So . . . what do you want to do? For fun.โ€She held his gaze, then slowly straightened in her seat, trapping his fingertips under the seat belt as it was pulled taut once more. โ€œI want to hijack you.โ€His eyes widened briefly. The exceedingly snug fit of his jeans, however, remained an abruptly increasing concern. โ€œDonโ€™t you have a rehearsal to get to? A sister in dire need of white gravel?โ€โ€œWe can drop the gravel off at Gusโ€™s. Sheโ€™ll understand the rest. It was her idea, after all.โ€โ€œIโ€™m thinking maybe I was too quick to judge your sister. We are talking about the same one?โ€โ€œCrazy chick in the wacked-out bridesmaid dress driving the Prius?โ€ she said, settling in her seat

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  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 11.4

    She boggled at him. โ€œTen days to let someone with Brooksโ€™s resources cover his ass? And what if Iโ€™m right and this was just the first volley?โ€Logan rubbed a hand over the back of his neck and swore under his breath. โ€œThen weโ€™ll cross that road when we come to it.โ€ He kept talking when she would have jumped right back in. โ€œIโ€™m not canceling my honeymoon. It took too long to figure out the logistics in the first place. I wonโ€™t do that to Alex, and if you say anything, sheโ€™d be the first one to do it herself to help me.โ€โ€œNo, no, I wouldnโ€™t want you to and Iโ€™m not going to say anything, I promise. I justโ€”canโ€™t someone you trust in a nearby precinct step in to handle things? Machias maybe? Or Lubec? Itโ€™s a hike, but they have more resources than we do.โ€โ€œIf something happens, then yes, at least temporarily until I can get back.โ€ He looked at her. โ€œIf something happens, I will come back immediately, Hannah. But without any proof other than a string of hunches on your partโ€”and mine,โ€ he ad

  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 11.3

    โ€œI canโ€™t rule it out, but it doesnโ€™t seem likely. Not based on what I know at the moment, anyway.โ€โ€œExcept you donโ€™t know anything.โ€They both fell silent for a moment and she ran through the previous night again in her mind, then started to list everyone connected with the docks, with Jonah, with the proposed club . . . but nothing stood out, nothing niggled, nothing seemed off. Except Winstock. Who had a lock-tight alibi.Then Logan suddenly swore under his breath.โ€œWhat?โ€ Hannah demanded. โ€œWhat just occurred to you?โ€โ€œThere is one other thing after all,โ€ Logan said quietly.Something in his tone made her feel a thread of alarm. โ€œJust tell me already.โ€โ€œA possible motive for Calder Blue.โ€โ€œWhat reason could he possibly haveโ€”โ€โ€œYou know the family feud story, that the children Jed took might have been his, or might have been Jeremiahโ€™s.โ€โ€œThat was over a century ago. What on earth could tie that toโ€”โ€โ€œIf they were Jeremiahโ€™s kids, or even one of them was . . . itโ€™s possible then that

  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 11.2

    โ€œTim and I are no longer together,โ€ she said, just putting it out there, boom, done. Heโ€™d hear about it from Alex or their sisters anyway.He glanced at her, then reached over and put his hand on her arm, squeezed gently, before returning it to the steering wheel. โ€œI should have called, or pushed, or gotten Barb to push. Iโ€™mโ€”you know Iโ€™m not good at this stuff.โ€โ€œLogan,โ€ Hannah said quietly, abashed now, her irritation fleeing as quickly as heโ€™d stirred it up. โ€œIโ€”I guess I owe you an apology. The whole family. Barb, too. I should have said something. Maybe not when it happened, but at some point since then. I just . . . I had to deal with it on my own. I didnโ€™t say anything at the time, because we broke up over Christmas. I knew it was a special holiday for you and Alex, youโ€™d been together a whole year.โ€ She smiled over at him. โ€œFiona spilled to me in an e-mail that you were going to pop the question over the holidays.โ€ She punched his shoulder, and he mock winced. โ€œWho knew you were

  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 11.1

    โ€œDid someone die?โ€Hannah turned to find her brother in his big, police-issue SUV, idling at the curb. โ€œNo,โ€ Hannah said, sniffling and smiling as she wiped her eyes. โ€œJust . . . sister stuff.โ€ She reached down for Alexโ€™s hand, and squeezed it, felt better when Alex held on just as tightly.โ€œIโ€™m getting calls,โ€ he said, mildly. โ€œIf you guys are going to keep this up, could you at least do it somewhere less . . . public?โ€Hannah looked back at the other three, then glanced past them to the gold letters painted on the shop window. They were all still standing outside Lindaโ€™s Nail Emporium on High Street. โ€œOh,โ€ she said, looking back at Logan. โ€œRight.โ€ She gave Alexโ€™s hand a final squeeze, then let go and walked over to the curb.โ€œActually,โ€ Kerry called out, โ€œwe were just talking about The Lumber Yard. You know, that male strip club in Augusta.โ€Loganโ€™s eyebrows did a slow climb as he looked from Kerry to his lovely bride-to-be.To Kerryโ€™s delight and Hannahโ€™s surprise, Alex simply smil

  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย Chapter 11

    โ€œNo strippers?โ€ Kerry shook her head at the other three women. โ€œIf Delia were here, sheโ€™d side with me.โ€โ€œShe finally got the inspector out at her new placeโ€”no way was she missing that for a mani-pedi. And it would still be two against three,โ€ Fiona said, beaming smugly.โ€œMy disappointment, it is deep,โ€ Kerry replied gravely. โ€œItโ€™s like you all have lost your will to live.โ€โ€œMaybe weโ€™ve just lost our will to drive several hours to see men disrobe in front of a room full of women,โ€ Fi shot back, smiling even more sweetly.โ€œYou all can go if you want to,โ€ Alex said hastily. โ€œI justโ€”โ€ She shrugged. โ€œIโ€™m good with the hot, naked guy I already have.โ€โ€œNobody likes a spoiled winner,โ€ Kerry said, but she was giving Alex a high-five as she did so.Fiona groaned and clapped her hands over her eyes. โ€œBad images, bad images. Iโ€™m happy for you, but seriously, consider the audience.โ€Kerry rolled her eyes and slung an arm around Fiโ€™s shoulders and pulled her in for a side hug. โ€œThat reaction is pr

  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 10.5

    โ€œThatโ€™s not what I mean, and you know it.โ€For his part, Calder just leaned back and propped his booted foot on his knee again. He didnโ€™t need Hannahโ€™s help, but the entertainment value alone made it well worth any potential future complications. Professional or personal. He liked seeing Hannah in litigator mode. Anyone who thought her cold must not have been paying attention. She was fiery, passionate, anything but icy. He felt other parts respond to that train of thought and deliberately looked back at Logan. Yeah, that took care of that. For now.Calder spoke. โ€œIโ€™ve already explained to your brother, the chief here, that I was looking out over the docks and the harbor after my meeting was canceled, trying to figure out what Brooks Winstockโ€™s bigger plan might be, when I ran into you lecturing some poor jerk in D.C. who was trying to hire youโ€”โ€โ€œThatโ€™s not pertinent to this investigation,โ€ she inserted calmly enough, but heโ€™d been watching her and hadnโ€™t missed the brief flash of su

  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 10.4

    โ€œHannah,โ€ Calder said, as Logan also stood, but she merely nodded at him before turning back to her brother. It was only then that he noted she was carrying her leather day planner, andโ€”a briefcase? Who brought a briefcase with them while on vacation for a family wedding?Hannah McCrae did. He found himself fighting a smile as he pulled out the chair next to his. โ€œI wonโ€™t need that,โ€ she said to him, โ€œbut thank you.โ€ She looked at Logan. โ€œCalder didnโ€™t torch Jonahโ€™s boathouse,โ€ she told him. โ€œAnd youโ€™re wasting valuable time you could be spending on finding out who actually did.โ€โ€œExcuse me, Counselor,โ€ Logan interrupted, appearing surprised, but otherwise not at all perturbed by her sudden intrusion. โ€œIโ€™m not done questioning Mr. Blue. Iโ€™ll be happy to talk to you separately. In fact, youโ€™re next on my list.โ€โ€œThereโ€™s a list?โ€ she asked. โ€œGood. Thatโ€™s very good. But Iโ€™m not leaving.โ€ Calder shifted behind the chair, and pushed it in for her as she apparently changed her mind and took

  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 10.3

    Logan nodded, but didnโ€™t say anything.โ€œSo, with that theory in mind, I was walking the harbor road, scoping it out from a contractorโ€™s viewpoint, trying to see it as Winstock might envision it. With the shipyard out of his reach, the only real place he could have a presence on the waterfront would be in Blueโ€™s spot. After that, itโ€™s government-owned property with the Coast Guard, and then youโ€™re out of the pocket of the harbor itself into less showy property units.โ€โ€œWhat makes you think his vision includes more waterfront property?โ€Calder shrugged. โ€œThatโ€™s all heโ€™s gone after so far. If he wants to make his mark, and especially if he envisions tourists being any part of his scheme, the waterfront is really the only place to do it.โ€Logan made more notes, but said nothing.โ€œBottom line, I canโ€™t help but think Winstock is using me, somehow, some way, to get to Jonah. I told Jonah as much the day we met, and that was before my talk with Owen. Itโ€™s the only reason I can see for Winstoc

  • EVERY BRIDE NEEDS SOMETHING "BLUE"ย ย ย 10.2

    Calder drew in a slow breath, let it out, and got his thoughts in order. โ€œI was supposed to meet with Brooks Winstock the evening prior. Wednesday. To discuss the details of a job heโ€™s hiring me to do.โ€โ€œWhich is?โ€Calder sighed. So, itโ€™s going to be like that, is it? McCrae knew damn well what heโ€™d been hired to do, but was going to put him through his paces. Calder decided that was a good thing. Neat and tidy, all the facts lined up, iโ€™s dotted, tโ€™s crossed. โ€œBuilding the yacht club. He acquired the property last August and originally had wanted the thing done by this July fourth, but the winter came in early, stayed late, and then he apparently had a falling-out with the architect, hired a new one, then the original contractor walked due to the architect switch.โ€ Calder lifted his shoulders. โ€œWhen heโ€”Winstockโ€”accepted my bid, he seemed pretty worked up about getting this thing under way as quickly as possible. But he ended up postponing our original Wednesday meeting to yesterday,

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