Cajun Magic 01 - Voodoo On the Bayou
“She’d chosen to walk the short distance from the rental house to the pier thinking to stretch the kinks out of her legs. But if she were honest with herself, she’d admit she was procrastinating. The thought of spending a dark night in a boat on the water with a handsome man paralyzed her.
She didn’t know which made her more uneasy—the man or the water. Either way, she’d plunged in way over her head. She had research to do and the source of the pollutants to discover. Wasn’t that enough to worry about?
The thought of being surrounded by water made her stomach churn. Whatever happened, she couldn’t lose her cool to a panic attack. This water was no different than what ran from her tap at home. Just a little more of it. But she would be safe in the boat, out of the wet stuff.
In the absence of street lights, the roadside blurred in the endless shadows of dusk. Elaine was glad she’d worn her shiny new mud boots.
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