Fetch a Pail of Murder (We're Not Dead Yet Club Book 1) by Barker Constance

Author:Barker, Constance [Barker, Constance]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-02-20T05:00:00+00:00

Ida May loved coffee shop pastries. It was the only thing she’d ever eat. The sandwiches had too much mayonnaise, the cup cakes were too sweet – but pastries had a knack of hitting just the right spot. She licked her finger and dabbed up the last of the crumbs, humming contentedly as she put the last one in her mouth and collapsing back into her chair. Her fingers toyed playfully with the coffee cup, spinning it back and forth, before she finally picked it up and drained the last of her latte.

Lucy was laughing ecstatically.

“You? A detective?”

Ida May’s eyes swooped down on her and narrowed to little more than pin pricks. “And what is wrong with that?”

“I dunno,” Lucy replied. “You just seem more of a law breaker than a law keeper.”

Ida May was flattered by the comment. “Can’t a girl be both?”

Lucy laughed again and drained the last of her cappuccino. As soon as the last drop was gone, she signaled to the barista for two more and leant forward across the table, her eyes boring into Ida May’s.

“So, you think you know who did it?”

Ida May sighed. “We can’t even be sure we have the right victim yet, let alone a suspect. I’m telling you, this is all a monumental waste of time. But, if it’s keeping Hazel occupied then I’m not complaining.”

“Don’t tell me the old girl is buying into it…”

“Hook, line and sinker. She thinks it’s her new hobby!”

Lucy smiled cheekily. “What? She’s going to start murdering people just so she has something to solve?”

Ida May chuckled. “I wouldn’t put it past her,” she replied, before suddenly turning rather more serious. “No, she’ll get bored of it – just like she does with every other hobby. I’m telling you, when we haven’t found anything new in a day or two, she’ll be on to the next thing…”

“Like surfing or hang gliding?”

“Don’t even go there…”

Lucy giggled and leant back just as the barista placed two new coffees down on the table. She leant forward and scooped up her new coffee, taking a large gulp but never letting her eyes leave her grandmother’s expression:

“You never know. You could keep it interesting and plant something on one of the suspects. You’ll have a whale of a time watching Hazel follow leads that go nowhere…”

Ida May couldn’t help smiling. “It’s a thought…” She burst out laughing again. “Seriously, though, I need to do something, Lucy. I thought this body in the well would change things up nicely, but all I’ve done so far is sit in a library and research…”

“With Hazel…”

“With Hazel,” Ida May confirmed. “I’m bored, love. I need to shake up the status quo a little.”

Lucy thought about this for a moment. “We could get tattoos? If you pay, I can get the dragon finished…”

Ida May shot her a disapproving glance. “Nice try. I’m not falling for that one again…”

Her eyes glazed over as she remembered the small skull tattooed discreetly beneath her right armpit. She had never made a point of showing it to me and Hazel, but we both knew it was there.

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