Lemonade and Lies (Peridale Cafe Cozy Mystery Book 2) by Agatha Frost

Author:Agatha Frost
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Published: 2017-02-11T00:00:00+00:00

Julia jumped out of her car and walked past Joanne’s, the rain continuing to stick her dress to her skin. Through the yellow light piercing the closed blinds, there were two figures, one of them pacing back and forth. Julia crept up the couple of steps towards the door of the cabin. She was about to knock, but through the din of the rain, a woman’s voice floated through. Pressing her ear up against the white plastic door, she recognised the voice as Joanne’s.

“You should be glad he’s dead!” Joanne cried. “He’s done us all a favour. Without this job, we’d be ruined.”

“Joanne, just -,” said a man, who she recognised as Terry.

“Don’t tell me to calm down! You gambled away our future. You gambled away your son’s future. We’re hanging on by a thread, and this job is the only thing that is coming to save us. When was the last time you got us a job like this? Huh? You haven’t in years. You got us into this mess, so you can fix it.”

“Joanne, just listen -,”

“Terry!” she shrieked. “There’s nothing you can say to make this better. I’m tired of this. I’m going, and if you know what’s good for you, you won’t follow me.”

Julia quickly ducked under the window and darted around the far side of the building, pushing her body up against the cabin wall. She heard the door open and seconds later, Joanne’s engine roared to life. Holding her breath and closing her eyes, she stood frozen against the wall as the rain pelted against her. She didn’t dare breathe until Joanne’s car drove past her and sped away from the cabin.

Not wanting to chance being caught by Terry, she walked around the back of the cabin, her tiny heels sinking into the mud. The suction of the mud pulled off her left shoe, her bare foot planting in the sludge, her toes dancing in the filth. Hands outstretched and water in her eyes she bent down to pick up her shoe, but she fell forward, landing hands and knees in the mud. It took all her power not to cry out.

She touched the heel of her shoe, so she pulled it out of the mud, deciding it was better to carry it back to her car. Soaked and filthy, she tiptoed through the torrent.

Keeping her headlights turned off, Julia reversed through the dark and drove quicker than she ever had, until she was pulling up outside of her cottage.

As she quickly showered so she could go back to the café clean and fresh, Joanne’s words were circling around her mind.

‘You should be glad he’s dead. You got us into this mess.’

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