Tied With a Bow and No Place to Go (Tizzy/Ridge Trilogy Book 3) by Ann Everett Page B

put them in his pocket.
    “To save time, I’m going to ask a few general questions and
I want you to answer them in order of your marriage. Kassie, you’ll answer
first, followed by Molly, then Deborah. Y’all understand?”
    They nodded like a bobble-head trio.
    “When was the last time you saw him?”
    “It’s been ages. At least six months ago at Paco’s Tacos,”
Kassie said and looked at Molly.
    “A few days ago. Since we both live local, I ran in to him
all the time. I saw him at the grocery store last Friday,” Molly said.
    Ridge focused on wife number three. “And you?”
    “I don’t remember, but it’s been a while,” Deborah said.
    He flipped a page and focused on Kassie again. “You on good
terms with him?”
    “Him, yes. Them,” she said pointing at the other two. “No.”
    “Why is that?”
    “Jay Roy had the morals of an alley cat and it wasn’t a big
surprise when I found out he’d cheated on me. But with two of my friends? Well,
I expected more from them. Friends don’t date each other’s boyfriends and they
sure as hell don’t sleep with each other’s husbands.”
    Molly stepped closer to Kassie. “As if you didn’t sleep with
him during my marriage to him. Give me a break!”
    “Me too,” Deborah said. “You gapped your legs open for him
every chance you got. I’d be willing to bet you hooked up with him at the last
reunion.”
    “That was revenge sex to get even with the two of you for
sleeping with him during my marriage. Payback’s a bitch.” Kassie said.
    “Enough!” Molly said. “Let’s settle this. I’ve got a roast
to cook and I can’t be spending the day with this nonsense.” She turned back to
Ridge. “I understand you found him in the field naked. Right?”
    He considered not answering, but what the hell. The news was
already all over town. No reason to deny it. “That’s right.”
    Molly shook her head. “Well, I’ll bet there was a ribbon
involved. Correct?”
    “Why do you say that?”
    “Oh Puh-lese. I married the man for Christ’s sake. He never
lay naked in that spot without the ribbon. It was his trademark. What color?”
    Ridge looked at Molly, stunned. “Is the color important?”
    “Very.” Molly considered the other two girls. “He gave me
red. Because of my hair.”
    Deborah laughed. “More like because of your hot-headed
temper.”
    “Not true. I’m a natural redhead and he loved that.”
    “Deborah pulled herself up straight and smiled. “He said I
was his sunshine, so my color was yellow.”
    Now Molly laughed. “What a crock. You’re yellow because
that’s the color of your teeth.”
    Deborah lunged for her, but Ridge held her back.
    “You shut your mouth,” Deborah said.
    Ridge looked toward Pattiecake. “A little help, please.”
    Pattiecake moved to stand next to them, gripped Molly’s arm
and pulled her to the nearest table. She slid a chair out and sat Molly in it.
    Ridge ushered Deborah to a seat two tables away then turned
to Kassie and cocked his head to one side.
    “Green,” Kassie said. “The color of my eyes.”
    “Ha! It wasn’t your eyes, honey. It’s because you were
always green with envy of me,” Molly said.
    “Don’t flatter yourself. You married him twice thinking
you’d be enough for him and you weren’t. Why would I ever be envious of you?”
    Molly jumped from her seat, but Pattiecake eased her back
into it.
    “He assigned each of you a color?” Ridge asked.
    “Yeah, and on date nights, he tied that color around his—
you know,” Molly said. “So if it was yellow or green, then you’ve got your
killer right here.”
    “Or red,” the other two said in unison.
    Ridge eyed the three. “Ladies, you can go for now, but I may
have questions for you later. If so I’ll be in contact.”
    “You’re not going to tell us the color?” Molly asked.
    “No ma’am, I’m not.”
     
     

CHAPTER NINE
     
     
    Tizzy fiddled with the last flower arrangement and surveyed
the results. The