Jelly Donuts Can Be Fatal by Jinty James

Author:Jinty James
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: senior amateur sleuth cozy mystery, dog cozy mystery, culinary cozy mystery donuts, female sleuths cozy culinary, humorous cozy mystery, murder mystery small town humorous with dogs, gentle crime cozy mystery with dog, cozy mystery comedy female protagonists, coton de tulear dog mystery
Publisher: Jinty James
Published: 2024-05-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

The next day, Barbara was in a better mood as most of the bookcases had been rearranged in accordance to the head honcho’s instructions, and more patrons had returned.

While Pru shelved books, her thoughts turned to what they were going to ask Tyler that afternoon. She also wondered if Martha would find out anything at the senior center.

The rest they both enjoyed yesterday afternoon had done them good. Teddy, too. Pru couldn’t help wishing that Jesse would call her – not on police business but on personal matters – but it hadn’t happened. She told herself not to worry about it – he was most likely busy with the case. Did guys ever wonder why women didn’t call them? Probably not.

When four o’clock struck the library clock, she said goodbye to Barbara and jumped into her SUV. When she got home, Martha and Teddy greeted her at the front door.

“Guess what I found out!” Martha crowed.

“Ruff!” Teddy danced on his hind legs.

“Something about Cliff?”

“You betcha! He wasn’t a member of the senior center and no one liked him much. And, one of the men said he played cards with him once and he was sure Cliff cheated, although he couldn’t prove anything.”

“Were they playing for money?”

“Pennies. Cliff won – only a couple of dollars, but it still rankled.”

“I can imagine.” Maybe Cliff was the intended victim after all.

After she drank a glass of water, they set off to find Tyler.

“Do you know where he lives?” she asked.

“Nope,” Martha replied cheerfully

“Ruff!” Nope! Teddy barked from the back seat.

“I thought we could drive around and find the delivery truck,” Martha said.

“I hope it doesn’t take too long.” She glanced at the sky. Big gray clouds threatened a spell of rain.

“It’s a small town,” Martha pointed out. “Ooh – go down this street.” She pointed to the right.

Pru did so. “Do you see him?”

“No, but I thought he could be here.”

It took them fifteen minutes of driving before she spied the white truck.

“There he is!” Martha pointed at the windshield. The truck had stopped at a blue Victorian. “He’s getting bags out of the truck. He’s picking them up. He’s going through the gate and—”

“I’m watching too,” she said mildly.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry,” Martha said a little sheepishly. “Sometimes I get carried away.”

“I think you’d make a good spy,” she teased, wondering why Martha suddenly looked taken aback.

“Thanks!” Martha gazed at the truck again.

“If we’re going to question him, we should do so before he gets back into the truck,” Pru prompted her.

“Ruff!”

“You’re right.” Martha opened her door and clambered out. Pru helped Teddy.

“I don’t need my walker,” Martha said. “I can walk ten steps without it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.” Martha headed toward the truck, her balance steady.

Pru followed by her side, with Teddy on Pru’s other side so he wouldn’t trip Martha.

“Hi.” Tyler looked a little startled when he came out of the house. He looked neat and clean in jeans and a green and white shirt. His gold hoop earring winked in the struggling sunlight.

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