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Саманта Сильвер: A Grizzly Discovery

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Angela's not out of the woods yet... When a woman is found dead in the forest outside Willow Bay, apparently attacked by a bear, local veterinarian - and witch - Angela Martin is asked for her expertise. By all accounts the woman looks like a bear attack victim, but Angela just knows something feels off. Unfortunately, when the woman's death is declared accidental, Angela knows she's the only person who can find the real killer and stop a murderer on the loose - and stop the newfound fear of bears that's Willow Bay by storm. Meanwhile, Angela's been trying to avoid Matt Smith, who blames her for ruining his real estate deal, and what on earth is Bee up to, sneaking out of the house all the time? When trouble comes to Willow Bay, things are never as simple as they seem... A Grizzly Discovery is the fifth book in the Willow Bay Witches series of paranormal cozy mysteries. It's a full-length novel full of funny and sarcastic best friends, a touch of magic, a snarky talking cat and a little bit of romance.

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It took me another fifteen minutes to reach the end of the trail, and by the time I did I was sweating, out of breath, feeling generally gross, and thinking to myself—for probably the tenth time this year—that I should probably exercise occasionally. I made my way through the woods that I knew like the back of my hand—growing up in Willow Bay I’d spent most afternoons in these woods—and five minutes later I found myself by the edge of a small pond, about fifty feet in diameter.

“Jeanie?” I called out as loudly as I dared, and then sat and waited to see if the bear would appear. Hopefully she was both in the area, and willing to chat. Luckily, two minutes later I heard a tree branch cracking nearby, and a minute later the big black bear ambled toward me. She was pure black, except for her snout which was more of a light brown. Jeanie’s rounded ears twitched as she looked at me.

“Hello, human,” Jeanie said to me cautiously. She was still a good fifty feet away; bears were definitely a cautious animal.

“Hi, Jeanie,” I told her. “Is it all right if I call you Jeanie? That’s what the humans in town call you, anyway.”

“That is fine,” Jeanie told me. “My own kind call me Korawaa—it means the mother of cubs in our language. But for you, Jeanie is acceptable. In fact, I think I like it.”

“Thank you, Jeanie. Listen, I don’t mean you any harm. I just want to ask you a few questions about what happened in these woods yesterday.”

“Yes,” Jeanie said. “It was very sad. I saw the man, but when I saw what was happening I ran away.”

Oh, this was even better than I could have imagined! It sounded like Jeanie actually saw the whole thing.

“You’re telling me you saw what happened?” I asked.

“Yes, yes. It was right near here, after all. There is a patch of blueberry bushes not far from where the man was killed. Since I only have two months now until the winter sleep, I thought I would visit the patch.”

“Can you tell me what you saw?”

“The human who was killed was walking along a path, with another human. They were arguing. I could not make out what they were arguing about. The one human then pushed the other human, and the first human hit his head on a tree. The other human continued to attack him, with branches and rocks. I left as fast as I could when I saw that, even though I was not finished eating the blueberries. I did not want to see the violence.”

This was better than I could have ever expected! Not only had I just confirmed that Jeremy Wallace was, in fact, murdered, but there was a chance that Jeanie could even tell me something about the murderer!

“How well did you see the attacker?” I asked Jeanie, and she thought for a minute before shaking her head.

“Not very well, I must say. My eyesight is not what it used to be. When I was a cub, I could see far. Now, not as much.”

“Do you know if it was a man or a woman?” I tried, trying to hide my disappointment. I knew that any information I got from Jeanie obviously wouldn’t count as proof—I had no way of admitting to anyone that my witness was of the ursine variety—but if she could steer me in the right direction, that would be something.

“I do not, sorry,” Jeanie told me. “To be honest, you humans all look very alike to me. For instance, I am not certain if you are male or female. Do not take that to be an insult, it is simply that whenever I see humans I often try to leave as quickly as possible. You are the first human I have seen from so close.”

“I’m not insulted, don’t worry,” I told Jeanie. After all, how could I be? I knew 99 percent of the population wouldn’t be able to tell if a bear was male or female, and they didn’t even wear clothes to cover up their naughty bits like we did.

“I can tell you the attacker was wearing dark clothing. They were dressed in black, from head to toe.”

“Excellent, thank you.”

“I saw there were lights long into the night where the man was attacked. He is not going to be ok, is he?”

I shook my head sadly. “No, he’s not. He was killed.”

“Oh,” Jeanie said sadly. “That is too bad.”

“Hey, Jeanie?”

“Yes, human?”

“I would like you to spread the word around to the other bears to be careful over the next few weeks, ok?”

“Be careful? Why?”

“The humans who are in charge thought that the way the human was attacked looked like a bear had done it. They have announced that the man was not murdered, but killed by a bear. I’m worried that humans are going to be more afraid of bears than usual, and that some of them might try to come into the forest and kill you for their own protection.”

Jeanie looked sadly at the ground. “That is not good. We are a peaceful species. We do not wish harm on the humans.”

“I know,” I told her. “I promise you, I will do everything I can to prove it was a human who killed the man. I will do what I can to protect you. But please, make sure the other bears know to be more afraid of humans than usual for the next little while.”

“Thank you for telling me,” Jeanie told me. “I will spread the word. We will be discreet. I wish you the best of luck with what you are doing.”

I smiled at Jeanie and said goodbye, then headed back the way I came. I checked the time as I walked back toward the park, and home. It was just after four thirty. With any luck, I’d have enough time to have the hottest shower known to man before my date with Jason that night.







5

Just after six Jason and I were sitting in a booth at the local Italian restaurant. Giovanni’s was a relatively new addition to the Willow Bay restaurant scene, having only opened around five years ago. It had a cute, old-world feel to it, with traditional Italian music running softly through the restaurant, warm lighting from candles at each red-checkered-tablecloth covered table and framed pictures of the Tuscan country side adorning the walls.

“So,” I said to Jason as I picked up the menu when we finally settled ourselves into the comfortable booth. “I suppose you’ve been busy with Jeremy Wallace’s death?”

Jason was a journalist at the Willow Bay Whistler, the local weekly paper. I suppose he was the journalist, really. It wasn’t exactly a high circulation paper that warranted a large staff. Jason raised an eyebrow at my phrasing. He was over six feet tall, with gorgeous dark brown hair and cheekbones you could cut yourself on. When he smiled I felt little butterflies in my stomach, and while we initially didn’t exactly get along—it didn’t help that I had suspected him of committing a murder—we quickly found that we had a lot in common and had now been dating regularly for a few months.

“Does the fact that you already know his name mean Willow Bay’s own Nancy Drew is on the case?” he asked with a grin, and I found myself blushing slightly.

“No, no. Nothing like that. Well, maybe something like that. I meant to tell you, I actually got called out to the crime scene to give my advice. You know, what with being a vet and all.”

“Awww, and you didn’t think to sneak a picture of the body for me to run on the front page?” Jason asked, pretending to be hurt.

“Yes, I’m sure you wouldn’t get any complaints about that at all from the population here,” I laughed as the waitress came by. I stuck with the classic spaghetti carbonara, while Jason, being of Italian descent from New York, ordered the much fancier-sounding Bucatini all'Amatriciana, along with a bottle of white wine from Tuscany that he swore was the best wine he’d ever tasted.

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