By Hook or by Crook (A Crochet Mystery) by Betty Hechtman

Author:Betty Hechtman
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
ISBN: 9780425228388
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2009-06-02T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

"PINK?" ADELE SQUEALED WHEN I WALKED INTO the bookstore office. "They let you out, huh? I was just telling Mrs. Shedd about what happened and offering my services to take over for you until you got out of jail."

Mrs. Shedd looked at both of us. "Molly, you certainly lead an interesting life. Adele said you're in the middle of another murder. Well, actually she said you were in a muddle over a murder and you got caught breaking into a house."

I gave Adele a frozen smile, and Mrs. Shedd continued. "You don't have a felony on your record now or anything?"

"I wasn't even arrested, just detained," I said.

"I'm sure it was just a misunderstanding," Mrs. Shedd said. "Catalina's so small, they probably don't even have a jail."

"Believe me, they do."

I was relieved when Mrs. Shedd dropped the subject and went back to bookstore business. She wanted to know if either of us had any idea who the subject of the Making Amends episode was going to be. "I heard a rumor that it's Bob," Mrs. Shedd said, glancing out the door of the office in the direction of the cafe. "Something about his father walking out on the family when Bob was three and now wants to come back into his life. What about you, Adele? Do you have some secret wrong that needs to be righted?"

"I sure do," Adele said, glaring at me. I knew what she was thinking: Her big wrong was me getting the job she wanted.

Mrs. Shedd didn't ask for any details and again urged us to cooperate with any of the TV people who came in. "This could be a major move for the bookstore. We could become a tourist stop," she said, putting some things in her tote bag. "Well, I'm off. You two enjoy the day."

Adele wanted to know how I had avoided getting arrested. I couldn't tell whether she was disappointed or just interested. "Luckily, William came and picked the rest of us up since you weren't around to drive us," she continued. "He was waiting when we got off the boat." I wondered if he would use the experience for his next book, Koo Koo Hangs Out at the Harbor.

Dinah and I had gotten off the boat and I'd dropped her home and come right to work. The caffeine jolt of the red eye she'd gotten me had worn off. I went into the cafe and ordered a black eye.

"Tough morning, huh?" Bob said, pushing the coffee with a double shot of espresso across the counter. I nodded as I picked it up.

Back in the bookstore, I took my drink to our television-and-theater section. There was a coffee table book about Lance Wells Sr., and I dragged it to one of our reading stations.

The black eye definitely cleared my mind, and my eyes were now fully opened. As I thumbed through the pictures, I recognized the inside of the house in Catalina. The windows had real curtains instead of the filet panels, and there were blank spaces on the walls where I'd seen the crocheted pictures.

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