Lemon Murder Pie (A Sunny Side Up Cozy Mystery Book 5) by Rosie A. Point

Author:Rosie A. Point [Point, Rosie A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

Nick, Didi, and I gathered in his living room, sitting with our plates of pasta on our laps, the TV on but the sound muted. I picked at my food, as did Nick, but Didi, who was a nervous eater, had wolfed down hers.

The cops were still busy next-door, though Detective Garcia had promised to come by and let me know when I could return. Fudge lay on the floor at my feet, occasionally whining, and Bodger had deigned to exit his kitty carrier and sit on one of Nick’s leather armchairs, surveying the room like a king presiding over his court.

“Why didn’t I check sooner?” I whispered, dragging my fork through the perfectly al dente strands of tagliatelle. “I should have known.”

“It’s not your fault. If I had told you about what I’d heard sooner,” Nick said, “then you would’ve known something was up.”

“Seriously, you guys.” Didi put her empty plate on the coffee table. “Get real. This is all down to Detective Garcia. He totally should have come over to the cottage the second Sunny said something was wrong. But he didn’t. It’s his fault.”

I bit down on the inside of my cheek, hard, drawing a coppery taste onto my tongue. “Who would’ve done this? Why?”

“Whoever it is, Garcia will find them, Sunny. He hasn’t failed yet,” Nick said.

“With Sunny’s help, he hasn’t.” Didi’s face was open and full of trust and faith in me.

I put my plate aside and fetched my purse from the entry hall, removing my phone from it on the way back. “I have pictures of my aunt’s mystery journal. I want to go over what she wrote again, in case something stands out, you know?”

“Sure.” Nick set his plate on the coffee table too.

We all squished closer together on the sofa. I opened the image of the page on my phone’s screen, and the cryptic messages reappeared.

The names, the words, and the images of the blocky thing and a circle at the bottom.

“Wait a second,” I said. “That circle.”

“What about it?” Didi asked.

“The circle. It’s… it’s a ring. Right? It’s got to be. It can’t be a coincidence that we found Vince’s ring on the floor at the crime scene, and my aunt put this in her mystery journal. Am I crazy here?”

Nick didn’t answer.

“It could be,” Didi said.

“A ring. And then she wrote about the pies and wanting to remove them from the Sunny Side Up’s menu. That’s what the number 86 was for.”

“Yeah. But she didn’t tell me she wanted to remove them. She mentioned it as a maybe, but she didn’t give me a direct order,” Nick said. “Why wouldn’t she have called to let me know that? Or messaged?”

“I don’t know. Whatever the reason was, she thought she had to get down the café quickly on Monday morning.” But she’d never made it. Someone had stopped her, maybe because Aunt Rita had figured out that they wanted to get rid of Vince?

The wife?

But how had Aunt Rita known about

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