The Ballad of Dixon Bell. Lynnette Kent
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grandmother is quite…uh…well known to those of us in New Skye government.” Tate was probably six foot three, gaunt and bony, with dark hair and a shifting gray gaze that Dixon immediately distrusted.
But he shook the man’s hand and even resisted the urge to wipe his palm on his slacks immediately afterward. “Good to meet you, Mr. Mayor. Miss Daisy does tend to speak her mind when she’s got something to say.”
“Yes, yes, she does.” He looked past Dixon’s shoulder at the house, then surveyed the tangled chaos of the garden. “This was a lovely place once.”
“And will be again. I’ll be doing a lot of work inside and out, but I expect to bring Magnolia Cottage back to its former glory in pretty quick order.”
L.T. put his hands in his pockets and rocked back on his heels. “Gotta have inspections for this kind of work, y’know. Rewiring, heating, AC, plumbing…all that takes approval from the right departments.”
“Your point being…?”
The mayor shrugged. “You can’t always count on these things going through in a timely fashion. Or at all.”
Dixon straightened up to his full height. “I believe I hear a threat in there somewhere.”
“Just a warning.” L.T. gave him another one of those grins. “You might find that your little…um…renovation project doesn’t go as smoothly as you expect. Whereas I could take this property off your hands in a matter of days.” He snapped his fingers. “Easy as pie.”
Behind Dixon, the front door squeaked open. “Do we have visitors, Dixon?” Miss Daisy called from the porch.
“They were just leaving.” Dixon refused to budge from his place, which left Tate and LaRue no choice about approaching the house.
And when he took a step forward, the other two men backed up. “Let me explain this very slowly.” He kept his voice low. “You two are leaving this property right now and you’re not ever setting foot here again. Because if you do,” he continued as they retreated toward the SUV, “I will greet you from the porch with a shotgun. Any part of that you don’t understand?”
Safe inside his vehicle, L.T. rolled down the electric windows. “You think you’ve got this settled, don’t you, Mr. Bell? Well, I’m telling you that I’ve got connections in this town. You haven’t heard the last of this issue, believe me. And I think you’ll be surprised at how our little disagreement gets resolved.” He revved the engine, then fishtailed his way down the driveway with a spray of gravel and dust.
Dixon joined Miss Daisy on the porch. “Scalawag about covers it as far as L.T. LaRue is concerned.”
“And was that the mayor?”
“Yes, ma’am. Appearances can be deceiving, of course, but I can’t say he inspired much confidence.”
“He’s as crooked as they come,” Miss Daisy said, leading the way into the house. “He owns a lot of the downtown real estate—or co-owns it with L.T., which is why we’ve been successful at the New Skye Historical Society in getting approval for renovations in the business district. We’ve increased the property values and made them more money. I take it they’re badgering you to buy this place?” She perched on the sofa and was immediately joined by cats, one on either side and the third in her lap.
Dixon dropped into a threadbare armchair. “You’ve heard from them before?”
“Off and on for several years. I was fortunate to be able to say that the property was in your name and I didn’t have the power to sell.” Her smile was mischievous. “Passing the buck, they call it.”
“I’m glad you had an easy way out, and that I was useful for something while I was gone. What do they want to do with the land?”
“Condos.” Miss Daisy said the word as if it were not used in polite company. “L.T.’s got this grand plan to build luxury town houses up here. Even wants to keep the name—Magnolia Cottage Condominiums, or some such.” She sniffed in disdain. “Given the quality of work he delivers, the place would be falling down around people’s ears within a year or two. Why, Gladys Sykes had him build her a pool house—against my advice, of course—and it wasn’t halfway through the summer that she had nails popping through the walls and boards warping, and she had to have the stucco completely replaced…”
She continued the litany of L.T.’s failings as she fixed bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwiches for supper, and even as they washed dishes and straightened up the kitchen afterward.
“L.T. LaRue is cheap and mean,” she concluded. “He’ll take advantage of his clients in any way he can find. How he manages to make so much money—not to mention acquiring the influence he appears to exert over what goes on—is a complete mystery to me and every well-intentioned, thinking person in this town.”
How he’d managed to convince Kate to marry him was an even bigger mystery, Dixon thought. But at least that problem was on the way to getting solved. And with L.T. out of the way, he and Kate could finally get started on the rest of their lives.
L.T. FLIPPED the air-conditioning a notch higher as he drove through the brick pillars marking the driveway for Magnolia Cottage. “Damn Dixon Bell, anyway. The man’s been gone for thirteen years—what does he want with a crumbling disaster like that house?”
Curtis Tate shook his head. “He’d be doing the city and himself a favor to get rid of it, have us build something decent on one of the best pieces of real estate in the entire county. It’s a waste, pure and simple, letting that prime land sit there unused.” Then the mayor flashed L.T. a sideways grin. “I imagine you’ve got some ideas on how we can ‘persuade’ Mr. Bell, though, don’t you?”
“With a little cooperation from the powers that be, Mr. Mayor, I think I can guarantee that Magnolia Cottage will become a real showplace, a development that’ll do this city proud.”
His passenger laughed and clapped him on the shoulder. “Well, hell, L.T., civic pride alone demands that we in the government cooperate in such a worthwhile endeavor.”
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