Ghosts & Gateaux by Sara Bourgeois

Author:Sara Bourgeois [Bourgeois, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-22T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

I stood out on the sidewalk in front of the inn thinking. I wasn't about to give up on the clue yet, and I mentally dug in my heels. I'd chase it until the end.

What I needed was a way to sneak into the hotel. The problem was that even if I could do a glamour spell, the hotel had anti-spell wards in place. I wouldn't be able to fool the staff.

I was pacing outside the front, expecting a security guard to come escort me away at any moment, when Newman walked up.

"Are you all right?" he asked.

"Oh, hi, Newman. How are you? I didn't expect to see you again today."

"Well, my family owns this hotel. Sometimes I come by to see if my father or grandfather have anything they want me to do."

"Your family owns the Inn at 963?" I asked hopefully.

"Well, they own most of it. They’re major investors, and they run the place. There are a couple of silent partners, but it's mostly my family."

"That's great news!" I said.

"It is?"

"Yes! Hmm... Okay, I'll just tell you. The hotel purchased an art exhibit. It's talismans made by Gardenia Strange. I went to the art gallery to see them, but they're here. I'm not a member, so I can't see them. But... okay, I'll just tell you. I think they might be a clue in Marcel Love's murder. I need to see those talismans. I think it might help me solve the murder."

"They won't let you in to see them?" he asked.

"No, because I'm not a member and because they don't want the inn associated with me. Because I'm still a suspect in Marcel's murder, but that's why I need to solve it,” I said. "You understand, right?"

"If I take you in there, my family might get mad," Newman said. "They already aren't happy that I interviewed to work for you."

"I know,” I said and my shoulders dropped in defeat.

"I can go in, though. My family runs the place, like I said, and I'm here all of the time. They have a great gaming room that no one uses during the day."

I thought for a moment. "Oh! You could take pictures of the exhibit for me."

"I could do that. I could totally do that,” he agreed.

"I'll go back to the bakery and wait for you,” I said. "You can meet me there once you have the pictures?"

"Yes. I'll be right there," Newman said.

I watched as he started to walk into the building. For some reason, he shoved his hands into his pockets and began to whistle loudly. He looked like cartoon characters did when they were obviously trying to sneak past someone. It was comical and absurd, but I wasn't worried. No one was going to stop him.

Ten minutes after I got back to the bakery, Newman showed up. He had a huge smile on his face that let me know he'd accomplished his mission.

Jenny was leaving for the day as soon as I got back, so I let Newman behind the counter.

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