Choc Chip Murder (A Bite-sized Bakery Cozy Mystery Book 7) by Rosie A. Point

Author:Rosie A. Point [Point, Rosie A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-27T22:00:00+00:00

11

The excitement from the Flower Show had taken hours to die down. Dinner at the Runaway Inn had been dominated by gossip and chatter about Rose-Marie and her attack on Sarah. Apparently, Sarah had chosen not to press charges for assault, which didn't make much sense to me.

Everyone had witnessed what had happened, and Sarah clearly didn't like Rose. Perhaps, she was afraid that her sabotage would be discovered?

Bee and I had enjoyed a quick dinner then retired upstairs to her bedroom suite to chat about what we thought of everything that had been going on.

I stirred a spoon through my hot chocolate and fished out a marshmallow, comfortable in the armchair next to Bee's bed.

Our rooms in the Runaway Inn were smaller than they'd been in the Oceanside Guesthouse in Maine, but they were comfortable.

“I don't understand how you can drink hot chocolate on such a warm evening,” Bee said, as she opened the window. A cool breeze swept inside.

“You're using the word 'warm' liberally. There's a bite to the air.”

“You and I both know that's just an excuse.”

“You can't comment, Bee,” I replied. “Not with your donut addiction.”

“It's not quite the same.”

“It's worse.”

Bee lowered herself onto her bed and brought her cellphone out of her pocket. She fiddled with it, clicked the volume button on the side, and then placed it on the bedside table. “Radio's on,” she said. “If anything happens, we'll hear about it first.”

“What do you think might happen?”

“It's safe to say we can't be sure of what may or may not happen now. The last thing I expected was Rose-Marie throwing herself at Sarah. I didn't think she had it in her.”

“Money makes people do crazy things,” I replied.

“Exactly.” Bee folded her arms and tucked a fist under her chin. “So, here's what I'm thinking. Money was the motivation for the murder. Our two main suspects were both driven by it.”

“But which one do you think did it?”

“It's impossible to say without more evidence or something conclusive, at least, but my guess would be Lori Snow.”

“The wife? You really think so? What about Rose-Marie's tantrum? I mean, she's clearly built up a lot of rage inside,” I said.

“True, but there's not enough tying her to what happened,” Bee said. “And would she risk showing that side of herself in public when she'd just murdered someone? No, she'd want to hide from scrutiny and from the police.”

“I guess...”

“What?” Bee asked. “What's bothering you about the case?”

“It's nothing.”

“Come on, Ruby. We're brainstorming. It's great if you have ideas that oppose mine. That means we can look at this from different angles.”

I set my mug of hot chocolate on the side table and interlaced my fingers, resting them on my stomach. “Lori didn't seem like the type. And she asked us to look into it. On paper, it makes sense that she would be the killer, given the whole life insurance policy thing, but I'm not convinced.”

“I see.”

I picked up my hot chocolate again. “Maybe if we had more evidence.

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