Cooks, Crooks and Cruises: A Humorous Cruise Ship Cozy Mystery (Cruise Ship Cozy Mysteries Book 2) by A.R. Winters

Author:A.R. Winters [Winters, A.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

The next morning, I wanted to find out what had really been going on the night before.

Why had Beverly been chasing down Meredith to yell at her?

If she really thought she was a killer, wouldn’t that be rather dangerous?

Though if she truly believed Meredith had murdered her friend, maybe she wouldn’t care about the danger.

Beverly had been quite open with me on the day of the cooking demonstration, when she’d warned me to stay away from Meredith, so I thought she might be again today. I decided to visit her in her office before she started doing her rounds for the day.

I intended to arrive on the pretense of asking her opinion about a piece I was going to put together. Should I focus my blog post on mocktails, or real alcoholic cocktails?

I’d start with that, and hopefully we would naturally fall into conversation about Meredith again. If not, I could always prod her.

When I got to her office, I pressed the buzzer by the door and waited patiently. There was no answer.

I buzzed again, but still, there was no response.

On the door under a clear plastic holder was a printout of Beverly’s schedule, posted so that anyone dropping by would know where she was at any given time. At this time, from nine to ten most days, she was supposed to be in her office.

I rang again for the third time.

When there was still no response, I pulled out my phone, and thought about sending her a message. But I hesitated.

I didn’t really want to do that. The pretense I was going to see her under could be answered just as easily with a message. I needed to see her in person to get her talking.

“Hello? Can I help you?”

A young man was approaching me, and I knew he was another one of the customer liaison members of staff, like Sam. Unlike Sam, this guy wasn’t assigned to specifically help with Vince and Meredith, and was more of a general liaison.

“I was looking for Beverly, but I don’t think she’s here, is she?”

The young guy furrowed his brow and peered at the schedule on the door. “It says she’s here.”

He rang the buzzer for himself and gave me a friendly smile.

I wanted to punch him.

Did he think I couldn’t read a schedule or press a buzzer? What did he think I’d been doing outside the door? Trying to communicate with her telepathically?

“I don’t think she’s here,” he said helpfully when, once again, nothing happened.

“That’s what I said.” My tone was cold enough to freeze blood.

“Right, sorry,” he said turning and scurrying away chastened.

“Idiot,” I muttered under my breath. It was probably a little unfair, but I was annoyed that Beverly wasn’t there and he was a pretty convenient scapegoat. “Ah, what the hell.”

I pushed the door open to see if she was inside, ignoring the buzzer altogether.

I know I had certainly done that back home when I didn’t feel like answering the door to a religious proselytizer or salesman.

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