The Other Crowd. Alex Archer

little over an hour ago, actually. Did you know her?”

      “I’ve heard of her.”

      “Wesley Pierce drove her to Cork to have her checked out by a doctor.”

      “Ah, Pierce is the bloke who winks at all the girls and flashes his unnaturally white teeth at ’em. He and Beth had a thing, you know.”

      She’d suspected Wesley hadn’t told her everything. “How do you know?”

      “Whole town knows. We know everything that’s up with everybody.”

      She believed that. It probably wasn’t that easy to hide an affair, drinking problem or addiction when the center of town boasted the Four Corners.

      “They had a spat, they did,” the old man said. “You might want to question loverboy if you’re intent on finding the real answers.”

      “I’ll do that.” She believed the old man wasn’t trying to throw her off. He had no reason to.

      “You talk to Mrs. Collins up the way?” the man asked. “You want to know about the other crowd, she’ll have what you need.”

      Interesting. Daniel hadn’t mentioned his mother’s knowledge of faeries. “Thanks. I’m having dinner with her this evening.”

      “Then you’ll see her collection. That lady does have a pack rat in her. Blessed Rachel.”