Buttercream Murder (A Bite-sized Bakery Cozy Mystery Book 17) by Rosie A. Point

Author:Rosie A. Point [Point, Rosie A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-08T16:00:00+00:00

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The pictures on Emily’s wall had stuck with me. The fact that she’d crossed off Miriam’s face had me antsy, and Bee agreed. So, after a quick meal and a cup of coffee each, we got into the truck and drove back out to the rich neighborhood where the Browns lived. We parked down the street from the house and remained in the truck.

“We’ll see her if she comes out,” Bee said, popping open the lid of a box and extracting a donut, covered in confectioner’s sugar, from within. She offered it to me, then took a bite after I’d shaken my head.

“Assuming she doesn’t sneak out the back,” I replied. “Though, I don’t see why she would. She doesn’t know we saw her little wall of... whatever that was.” I chewed on the corner of my lip.

“I believe they call it a hit list, Ruby.”

“What, in the mob?”

“In general. It’s her teenage hit list,” Bee said.

“It’s got to be her, right?” I asked.

It seemed cliché that the troublemaking girl was the murderer. And, apart from her behavior toward her mother, and the whole ‘cake in the shoe’ incident, she’d seemed like a nice kid.

“It’s her,” Bee said. “Totally her. Think about it, Ruby. She was close to the cake table when you put the knife aside. She distracted us with her argument with Olivia, and she has a hit list on her wall. Miriam Crowe’s face wasn’t the only one pinned to that corkboard. It’s our duty to catch her before she strikes again.”

“Then we should call Sheriff Briar.”

“After we’ve proven it without any doubt,” Bee said.

“But you are convinced,” I replied. “That she did it, I mean?”

“Oh yeah. She has a motive too. She clearly despises the club and the women who are a part of it,” Bee replied. “Probably because she hates having to live up to the standards they’ve placed on her and her mother.”

I nodded, but I had my doubts. There was something about Emily’s interactions with us the other night that had me unsure. I trusted my gut. “She’ll notice us in the truck, Bee.”

“Oh please. She’s a teenager. The only thing she’ll notice is her phone’s screen.”

“That’s not fair. I’m sure there are teenagers who—”

Bee made a hissing noise and ducked down, gesturing for me to do the same.

Emily had exited her home, and, true to form, was on her phone. She walked down the street, pausing every few steps as she typed something out.

“Where’s she going?” I asked.

“Only one way to find out.”

Following Emily was easy. She was involved in her conversation on the phone and would pause, allowing us to catch up. Apparently, multi-tasking wasn’t her strong suit. She was easy mark until she reached the edge of the suburb where the houses thinned out. Expanses of trees separated them, and Emily dipped between them, heading into the thick of the branches and shrubs.

Bee and I paused. I grasped my bestie’s arm, questioning without saying a word.

And then we set off again, following as closely as we dared.

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