Knit of the Living Dead (A Knit & Nibble Mystery Book 6) by Peggy Ehrhart

Author:Peggy Ehrhart [Ehrhart, Peggy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2020-08-24T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

The Frasers’ house was fragrant with the aroma of beef bourguignon—the savory richness of stewing beef enhanced by notes of carrot and onion and a piquant hint of thyme. Bettina met Pamela at the door, hung her jacket in the closet as Punkin watched from a favorite perch on the back of the sofa, and ushered her into the kitchen, where Pamela offered the bottle of burgundy she had brought.

“I know you bought burgundy for the recipe,” Pamela said, “but here’s a bottle for your wine cupboard or to drink tonight.”

Wilfred greeted Pamela from behind the high counter that separated the cooking area from the eating one. He was wearing an apron over his bib overalls and his face was ruddy from kitchen heat. On the stovetop, a saucepan sat on a burner turned up high, its lid jiggling in a sign of the robust boiling within. A half-full bottle of red wine waited on the counter next to one of Bettina’s sleek, Swedish crystal wineglasses. Wilfred poured a few inches of wine into the glass and handed it to Pamela. Then he returned to his cooking duties and his own glass of wine.

Bettina set the bottle Pamela had brought on the high counter and picked up her wine. Whether by accident or through calculation, her ensemble this evening echoed the burgundy theme. She wore wide-legged wool pants in a deep, rich red, paired with a silky, bow-necked blouse in the same shade.

“You discovered something, didn’t you?” she said, regarding Pamela over the rim of her wineglass. “Something that has to do with the murders.”

“I told her you came by while she was at the mall,” Wilfred explained from his post at the counter near the stove. He was coring apples and standing them upright in a ceramic baking dish. The apples were bright red against the dish’s creamy glaze.

“Maybe not something to do with the murders—at least I hope not,” Pamela said. “But something to do with the Lyon-Covingtons, so that means it complicates things.”

“I’m all ears!” Bettina raised her eyebrows, opened her mouth, inhaled, and froze, as if in the grip of suspense.

“Herc Covington and Felicity Winkle are in love.”

Bettina stared at Pamela for a moment. Then she exclaimed, “The ring! Felicity’s beautiful ring.” She went on, “That day we had lunch at Hyler’s—she wasn’t wearing it anymore, and she told us all about her boyfriend and the engagement being broken off, and he’s down in Princeton . . .” She broke off, a bit breathless.

“The boyfriend was Herc.” Pamela nodded again. She went on to describe seeing the pair at the bus stop in front of Borough Hall and overhearing their conversation. “They see Brainard as the impediment to their being together,” she concluded, adding, “and then, as Herc climbed on the bus, Felicity said they would have to do something.”

“Like what kind of a something?” Bettina inquired, caught up in Pamela’s story.

Pamela had taken a sip of wine after her long narrative. She swallowed, offered

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