Cherry Scones & Broken Bones by Darci Hannah

Author:Darci Hannah
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cherry pies;cherry cove;cherry cove mystery;cherry cove mysteries;cherry cove mystery series;darcy hanna;darcy hannah;darci hanna;mystery;mystery novel;mystery fiction;myster book;fiction;cozy;wisconsin;baking;cherry scones;cherry scones and broken bones;very cherry mystery;very cherry mystery series;CVR09182018
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2019-05-02T14:01:33+00:00

I wasn’t about to fire Erik, at least not until he had scoured the elevator from floor to ceiling with our most powerful disinfectant. Instead I told him that he was on double-secret probation and would be until he accompanied me to the police station in the morning to correct the bogus statement he’d made to Jack. Hopefully, with this new revelation, Jack would remove me from the suspect list. Only then would I remove Erik from double-secret probation. How ironic, I thought, that the teenaged miscreant just might have provided the biggest clue yet in this case. Still, whoever it was Erik and Kenna had seen sweeping up the staircase in a black cape after two in the morning was still a mystery.

“I don’t understand,” Giff said half an hour later, lounging on my bed with arms crossed and legs crossed at the ankles. He was staring at the suspect board now residing on my vanity, puzzling over this latest piece of evidence. “Every indication is pointing to Peter McClellan. He has motive. He owns a black cape. He even admits to owing a decapitated voodoo doll of the deceased. How is he not the murderer?”

I turned from the board with a dry-erase marker clenched in my hand. Wrestling with the same thoughts, I shrugged. “Because he was with Hannah all night. She swears that he was.”

“He could have drugged her,” Giff suggested. “Knowing Hannah, she might not even realize it if she was.”

“I’ve already thought of that,” I said. “I haven’t had the courage to ask her about the possibility. Being drugged by the guy you happen to be dating is not a pleasant thought.”

“True. Okay. Let’s think about Silvia’s missing room key instead. We don’t know where it is, but that doesn’t mean the murderer had to use it. It could just be a coincidence, or Peter could have taken it to throw us off the trail.”

“Or he could have used it to get into her room,” I offered.

Giff shook his head. “No. He wouldn’t need it. You told me that Silvia kept him close. She would have opened the door to him no matter what time of night he came calling.”

“Maybe, but here’s what we know so far.” I turned to the suspect board with my dry-erase marker ready to underline the facts. “Silvia was murdered sometime between two and five o’clock in the morning. I’m using the new time of two because when Erik and Kenna left the inn, Silvia was still in her room. At some point after they witnessed the black shadow sweeping up the staircase, Silvia was suffocated with a cherry scone and pushed down the stairs. The scones in question had been delivered to her room that very night by Erik Larson. I once publicly stated that I wanted to choke Ms. Lumiere with a scone, and I have access to the inn, including a key to every room. However,” I continued, drawing a line through my name, “I didn’t murder the woman.

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