Free Beers, Lies and Alibis (Warblers Point Series Book 2) by Meghan Quinn

place tonight,” Murphy replied, while holding up a RedBox movie.  
    What the hell? When were these plans made? Sophie was so confused and had no clue what Murphy had up his sleeve, but she was going to find out and she was going to find out as soon as she could shove the nosy women out of her shop.  
    “Well, we best be going,” Maggie said with a wink. “We have to leave these two kids alone. Come on Marge, let’s go sew those pants you busted out of the other night.”
    Marge nodded her head and walked out the front door with her friend. They were quite the pair.  
    Sophie followed them and locked up her store so no other customers could come in while she reamed Murphy a new asshole for feeding the gossip mill.  
    “What in the world was that? You know those two are going to tell everyone in town that…”
    “Tonight’s the night, lass,” Murphy interrupted her.
    “Tonight’s what?” It took a second for Sophie to understand what Murphy was saying and just like that, she clued in. “You mean tonight, as in…tonight?”
    Murphy nodded his head as instant nerves took up place in Sophie’s belly. Tonight was the night. Could she actually go through with it? Up until now, they were all talk; they hadn’t really done anything, they had just planned, but now tonight was the night? She didn’t think she could do it; she didn’t think she could go through with playing around with other peoples’ lives.  
    “Don’t,” Murphy said, as he walked closer to Sophie, closing off all the air that she was trying to force down her lungs. “Don’t back out on me now, lass. Everything is planned. The seed has been planted, wheels are in motion, and we have to go through with this.”
    “But why tonight? Don’t you think we should think this through a little bit more…?”
    “We don’t have the time. It has to be tonight.”
    “Why?” Sophie asked, almost desperately.  
    “First of all, it’s Thursday.”
    Confused, Sophie asked, “What does that have to do with anything?”
    Murphy smiled that devilish grin that Sophie always wanted to smack off his face. “Thursday is book club day, which means that Marge and Maggie saw us together at the bakery and believe that we are watching a movie tonight at my house. So, if anything goes wrong, not only do we have an alibi for each other, but we have the two biggest loudmouths in town telling everyone about it.”
    Ooo…he was smart, thought Sophie.
    “Secondly, we are expecting to get up to eight inches of snow tonight.”
    “Okay…”
    “Meanin’ any tracks left behind will be covered up by the snow, givin’ us a clean break from bein’ caught. It has to be tonight, lass.”
    The puzzle pieces Murphy slowly put together were all making sense now. He was right, everything was adding up for them to get away with the crime they had perfectly laid out months ago. It was now or never; they couldn’t have asked for a more perfect night to get away with murder…well not murder, but close to it.  
    “Okay,” Sophie said, nodding her head, indicating that she was ready to move forward.  
    Murphy scooped up Sophie in his strong arms and twirled her around in her shop.  
    “We are on our way, lass, to bringing down the O’Learys. We are going to seek redemption for you and tonight is step one.”
    Even though she was ready to move their plan forward, she still couldn’t help but feel a little guilty about what they were going to do tonight. She had never been a spiteful person, so to put together and follow through with such a hateful act was uncharacteristic of her, but then again, she had always been a kind and caring person and where had that gotten her? …Up a stream with no damn paddles.  
    “You sure this is going to work out?” Sophie asked, still a little unsure.
    “Yes, but we have to stick together. Ya hear me? We have to stick together, no matter what.”
    Sophie nodded as Murphy started walking her toward the back of her shop. Luckily,