Cooking Class Mysteries - 01 - Cooking Up Murder by Miranda Bliss

Author:Miranda Bliss
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery
ISBN: 9780425212912
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2006-11-07T06:00:00+00:00

Eleven

THOUGH IT ISN'T FAR FROM ARLINGTON, OLD TOWN Alexandria is one of the places I hardly ever went to. Not that it isn't interesting, and picturesque, and wonderful. The narrow streets and side-by-side town houses evoke the time when Alexandria was the thriving port city and George Washington lived just up the river at Mount Vernon. The shops are charming (and charmingly pricey). The restaurants are some of the best in the D.C. metro area. I ought to know--Peter loved seafood, and back when we were a couple, he used to love to impress me, too. We celebrated many a special occasion watching the boats out on the Potomac while we ate lobster. I still remember it fondly.

The lobster, not Peter.

Of course, all that ambiance has a price. Old Town attracts hundreds of thousands of tourists a year. Maybe millions.

I swear, that Sunday afternoon when Eve and I arrived, every single one of them was there.

And we were all looking for a parking space.

"There's one!" I nudged Eve and pointed down North Patrick to an empty spot on the street. But by the time we mauevered our way to it, up a one-way street and down another, the spot was taken.

I collapsed against the passenger seat and sighed. "Are you sure this is worth it? We could just go home."

"And miss this opportunity to do a little more investigating?" Eve's gaze swiveled from one side of the street to the other, her parking-spot radar on maximum. "Not on your life. Besides, when we talked on the phone this morning, I thought you were all for this."

"I was. I am." It was true. I may have lied to Jim the night before, but at least I wasn't trying to fool myself anymore. I did want to investigate. Not to prove I was smart, and certainly not to get back at Tyler Cooper like Eve was trying to do. Not so people would look at Eve and me and think we were some sort of whiz kids when it came to solving crimes, either. And not to show up the professionals. I had all the respect in the world for the men and women who did this sort of thing for a living, and I had no doubt that even as we cruised the streets of Old Town in vain, they were out doing some investigating of their own and probably having more success than we were.

But the time I'd spent with Jim the night before had done more than just stir up my hormones. (And believe me, being with Jim really stirred up my hormones!)

As crazy as it seemed, our conversation had pulled something out of me. Something that had been hidden so deep, even I didn't know it was there.

Maybe it was because he was such an honest guy, and I couldn't be anything less than 100 percent aboveboard when I was with him. Maybe these thoughts and feelings had been there all along and were just waiting for the right moment to emerge.

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