Barbecue and a Murder by Kathleen Suzette

Author:Kathleen Suzette
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2018-07-20T22:00:00+00:00

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It ended up taking us just over thirty minutes to get the diner clean and presentable enough for business in the morning. When I was done, I was beat and needed a pick-me-up, so I headed over to the British Tea and Coffee Company to get a liberal dose of caffeine.

“There’s nothing like a great big mocha to get me through the afternoon,” I said as Agatha made my coffee.

“I understand completely,” she said. Agatha was a British transplant and was one of my favorite people in Sparrow. Stopping by to visit with her a couple of times a week made my life far happier. I picked up my drink and headed over to the wall display that held imported British and European candies and chocolates. Another shelf held jars of jams, jellies, and honeys.

“I got a new shipment of Cadbury in,” Agatha called to me from behind the counter. “The real Cadbury, not the American Cadbury. There’s nothing wrong with the American Cadbury, you understand.”

I smiled at her. Agatha liked to point out that the American Cadbury wasn’t authentic. She was right, the British Cadbury did taste different, but I liked both of them just fine. I picked up a milk chocolate bar along with a jar of lemon curd. I could use the lemon curd to make something tasty later.

“I can’t resist,” I said as I set the two items on the counter. “You end up with a good portion of my paycheck every week, you know that, don’t you?”

She grinned at me and rang up the items. “I noticed that, but it’s better you spend your money on quality items rather than going to a less expensive shop and getting a cheaper quality.”

I chuckled. “You’ve got a point there,” I said.

“Let me fix myself a cup of tea and I’ll join you for a few moments at a table,” she said as I ran my debit card through the card reader.

“Good, I need some gab time,” I said and picked up my treats and took them to a corner table. Agatha loved her job. Interacting with customers was something she looked forward to, but the two of us were friends. I loved being able to come in, relax, and talk to an old friend.

When she had made her tea, and we got settled in at a table, she looked at me with her eyebrows raised. “Did you hear about the beauty queen?”

I nodded. “Don’t tell anybody, but the kids and I found her. We were headed out to the river that morning and saw her car off the main road. It was still smoking.”

She gasped. “Oh, don’t tell me those children saw her?”

I shook my head and took a sip of my coffee. “No, I kept them far enough away. We saw the smoke as we turned down the dirt road that led to a remote area near the river.”

“Oh, thank goodness,” she said stirring her tea. “The poor girl used to come in here fairly frequently, always talking about whatever pageant she was preparing for.

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