Home Is Where the Body Is by Jody Holford

Author:Jody Holford
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance
ISBN: 9781957748054
Publisher: Tule Publishing Group, LLC
Published: 2022-03-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Annie smiled at the pharmacist, pushing the list of items she didn’t want to look at across the counter. “These are for my neighbors. Apparently everything is on file and ready for pickup.”

The older woman laughed and let her glasses slip down to the end of her nose as she read the list. Her hair was the kind of feathered style that made Jane Fonda famous.

“Margie called me last week and told me there was a new Tuesday girl in the rotation. Annie, right?” She tapped her glasses back up so they sat on her nose properly.

“Yes, ma’am.” She winced. She hated being called ma’am, but it was polite and this woman didn’t have a name tag.

“Eleanor, dear. I’ll grab these for you.”

Annie tapped her fingers against the counter, keeping her head down. She didn’t feel like talking to anyone, which wasn’t like her, but in the last few days, she felt like she’d done a lifetime’s worth of talking. About the same thing on repeat.

“Here you go,” Eleanor said. She placed six white bags, all stapled and labeled in front of Annie. “Do you have anything you want to put on file for when it’s someone else’s turn to pick up?”

She shook her head before the word “no” flew out of her mouth. She did her best to smile around the brusqueness. “I’m all good.”

“I’m sorry you found Gill. That had to be terrible. He used to visit my son’s coffee shop frequently, and there wasn’t one time he didn’t cause a problem with someone.”

Annie put the white bags into her oversized purse, making the connection. “Your son owns Just Coffee?”

Eleanor smiled, parental pride shining in her gaze. “Simon prefers simplicity.”

Hmmm. Barista and owner. No wonder he felt comfortable putting Gill in his place.

“He was very nice when I met him,” Annie said.

“He’s a sweetheart. And newly single.”

Feeling her cheeks warm, Annie nodded. “Oh. Well, that’s nice. I should go deliver all of these.”

“Don’t forget the muffins,” Eleanor called as Annie hurried away.

Right. Six stupid dozen muffins. One trip to the library for books she’d drop off to a neighbor she hadn’t even met yet.

As she ran the errands, she wondered about Gill. If he went to Just Coffee regularly, maybe the rest of his schedule was predictable. Which meant retracing his steps should be fairly easy.

In the last episode of Frontline Blues, her favorite cop show, they’d traced the twenty-four hours previous to the victim’s death. Knowing the moments that led to his final breath could be the key to solving the mystery.

Annie returned to the complex, jumped in and out of her car a literal half dozen times, dropping flats of muffins—they’d know they weren’t homemade, but too bad—prescriptions, and, for one neighbor, a nice selection of romance and mystery books.

Raj was outside washing his car as she carried his muffins and prescription. He turned the hose off when she approached.

“Morning, Annie. You’re off to an early start.”

Annie laughed, her gaze lingering on a wide Band-Aid between Raj’s thumb and pointer finger.

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