Herbs and Homicide by Carly Winter

Author:Carly Winter [Winter, Carly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Westward Publishing

Chapter 11

For the rest of the day, I studied people’s fingernails. Just because I’d seen Catherine walk into the nail salon didn’t necessarily mean she had been the one in Bonnie’s apartment. I was trying to give her the benefit of the doubt.

Annabelle wore blue, sparkly paint, which looked fresh to my trained eye, but I couldn’t quite decipher if they were real or fake since they were trimmed short. Trying to remember what she wore yesterday was futile, but I couldn’t rule out that it had been red and she’d lost one searching Bonnie’s apartment.

“Annabelle, do you know who else may have a key to this place?”

She shook her head. “For a long time, it was just me and Bonnie, then you came along. I’ve never seen her give one to anyone else.”

So, if the building had been locked and Annabelle was the only one with a key, I had to assume she was in Bonnie’s apartment the prior night… if there’d been anyone in there at all, which still hadn’t been determined. But then there was the fact the cops had missed the nail—as had I—and that someone had pushed me down a few nights ago.

“I think we should change the locks,” I said. If we did, and I had issues with someone creeping around after hours again, I knew for sure it would be Annabelle.

“Do you think that’s a good idea? I mean, like, we don’t even know who owns the building at this point.”

“True,” I lied. “But I know I’d feel safer here at night with them changed. Besides, when the owner is revealed, we can hand over the keys. They’ll never even know the locks were recently changed.”

“Do you want me to call the guy down at Hammer and Nail Hardware? I think his name’s Chris.”

“That would be great, thank you.”

“Oh, and also, someone needs to take these blends out to the Tupper farm.” She grabbed a paper sack from the counter and held it up.

Tupper… Tupper… why did I know that name?

“I’ll take it,” I said. “It’s better for you to stay here in case anyone has questions I’m not able to answer.”

“Yuppers. Do you know where you’re going?”

I shook my head.

“Charlie and Doreen Tupper live out on Route 9. Let me draw you a map. You probably won’t get reception out there to use Google.”

The name finally rang a bell. Charlie Tupper had been the one to stop and help me after I hit the deer. I walked over and looked in the bag. “That’s a lot of stuff.”

“Doreen has cancer,” she said. “It’s terminal. She’s not receiving any further traditional treatment. Basically, she’s waiting to die. But, I do have to say, she’s getting along really well. Sometimes I wonder if she’s been misdiagnosed. She’s like the energizer bunny.”

“Oh, that’s awful.” Charlie hadn’t mentioned it when we’d met, but it wasn’t really news to be shared with strangers.

“She was getting treatment in Sedona before she decided to call it quits,” Annabelle continued. “Charlie says Butte’s a witchdoctor.

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