Diamonds, Pies & Dead Guys by Jennifer Fischetto

Author:Jennifer Fischetto
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, ghost, women sleuths, private investigators, paranormal mystery, ghost whisperer
Publisher: Gemma Halliday Publishing

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Kevin gets to his feet and faces our saviors. "Mrs. Mancini, it's so good to see you."

Ma is holding a wooden spoon. She hides her surprise well. She's great at masking her facial expressions.

Julian glares at Kevin, then at me, and walks out of the deli.

I jump up and run toward him, but Ma blocks the doorway and raises a brow. "Let him go," she whispers.

I take a step back as Ma tells Kevin she's sorry about his wife's death.

The two of them move on and share pleasantries as I cover the two trays of food, stack them together in my arms, and grab the forks. "I'll pay for these," I say and move toward her again.

This time she lets me out, and I grab my keys from the table and head toward the back door. My thoughts are with Julian and how it must've looked to see Kevin kissing my hand while on his knees. I have no doubt he's upset and hurting. If it had been reversed, I would've felt the same. I would have stuck around for answers though.

"Wait," Ma shouts.

I turn and look at her.

She holds up the spoon she's still carrying. "This was in the cooler handle, preventing it from opening. Do you know anything about that?"

I frown and glance to Kevin, whose brow is shading his eyes as well. "No, of course not. How would I? I was on the inside."

My thoughts rush over one another, trying to figure out how that could have happened.

"What about the back door? Was it open or shut?" I ask.

"Shut. Why?"

Kevin and I exchange worried glances. "I had wedged it open with a stool so that I could let the heat escape while I heated the lasagna."

Ma shakes her head. "I don't understand. How did you get locked in?"

I wish I had an answer.

I tell her what happened, and when I'm done, she's glancing around the kitchen to make sure nothing was stolen. It doesn't look like it. Who would want some old pots and pans? She looks in the freezer, and Kevin calls the station.

I step closer to him. "Do you think this was deliberate?"

He shrugs and talks to whoever answers.

Ma exits the freezer and says everything looks normal.

I set down the pans on a table and tell her we need to check up front. There won't be any money in the register. It's all put into the safe in the locked office at closing, but maybe someone desperately needed napkins or plastic cutlery. Yeah, it sounds lame.

Ma and I step past the swinging kitchen door. She checks out the register and that area of the counter while I walk around and make sure the front door is locked. It is.

"Why did you come back here? Did you know we were trapped?" I ask.

"No. Julian called. He was looking for you, and you weren't answering your phone or door. He was worried. Maybe you'd fallen and couldn't get up. You're not one to sleep through your phone.

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