A Pinch of Murder (Frosted Love Cozy Mysteries Book 2) by Summer Prescott

Author:Summer Prescott [Prescott, Summer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction
Publisher: Summer Prescott Books
Published: 2018-04-23T05:00:00+00:00

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Missy stood motionless after Chas left, feeling rattled and out of sorts. Without bothering to take off her makeup, brush her teeth, or even change out of the lovely dress that she had worn to dinner, she kicked off her sandals and slipped between the crisp white sheets, pulling the covers up over her head like a child. Chas came in to check on her hours later, having wheedled the hotel security guard into giving him a copy of the footage from Missy’s floor by bringing him pizza and a very large espresso drink.

The determined detective had reviewed the video for hours before finally picking up on a clue as to how the illegal entry into Missy’s room had occurred. The information was puzzling, but it was a start. Chas decided to refrain from showing it to her, thinking that she would be unnecessarily frightened by it. Exhausted by his late-night efforts, he let himself into the adjacent room that he’d rented and dozed off on the sofa, still in his sport coat from dinner.

Missy awoke early the next morning, confused until she remembered where she was and why. Rummaging through her suitcase, she pulled out a handful of clothing items, and stepped into the bathroom to shower. After luxuriating under the warm spray for longer than she’d planned, she toweled off, dressed and dried her hair, running her fingers through the golden waves, not bothering to try to achieve any specific style. She’d probably seek relief from the desert heat by putting it up, off of her neck, anyway.

Chas knocked on the door, bearing two large coffees and a sizeable white paper bag.

“Hungry?” he asked, holding up the bag, when she opened the door.

“Oddly, yes,” Missy smiled, breathing in the intoxicating scent of freshly brewed coffee.

“Well, I knew better than to bring you substandard, commercially baked goods, so I’m hoping that you’re a fan of bagels. I brought five different kinds of cream cheese because I didn’t know which you’d prefer,” he explained, taking the bagels and containers of cream cheese out of the bag.

“I’m lactose intolerant,” Missy deadpanned, teasing him.

“Oh geez, I’m sorry, I…” Chas began apologizing.

“I’m kidding, silly,” she interrupted him, chuckling. “Don’t you remember me stuffing my face with alfredo and cheesecake last night?”

“Okay, if that’s how you wanna play it young lady, it’s on. Now, when you least expect it…” he threatened, grinning at her playfulness. It was a relief to see her smile.

Missy sat next to him on the loveseat, gratefully accepting the huge cup of coffee and taking a tentative sip to test the temperature. She tore each of her bagel halves into five equal pieces so that she could try each of the cream cheese varieties twice. She’d never met a cream cheese that she didn’t like and was guessing that today would be no exception. Slathering a sun-dried tomato concoction onto her bagel, she asked about what Chas had been researching long into the wee hours of the night.

“Well, I don’t

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