Microphones and Murder by Erin Huss

Author:Erin Huss
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cozy mystery;mystery series;women sleuths;amateur sleuth;Henery Press
Publisher: Henery Press
Published: 2019-11-19T19:43:10+00:00

We were a block away from Hazel’s house when Todd Felderfen called. Turned out he was at CVS, in the back room, watching the entire thing on the security cameras. Also turned out he did not work at the company in 2008, but he knew someone who did—Shane Smith—and gave us the phone number. We called Shane Smith. Turned out Shane quit in June of 2008, but he knew who took the job after him. A man named Efran Dym, and gave us his phone number. We called Efran, he hung up on us before I could even get my name out. So we called Shane back, he told us to try a woman named Zahra. We call Zahra, who told us to call Chris. Chris told us to call Ben. Ben told us call Lee, who had us call Zack, and when Zack told us to call Efran we tried him again.

“I’m not interested,” Efran said and hung up.

We were at Hazel’s, sitting in the den with scraps of paper sprinkled around the room, scribbled with the phone numbers we’d been chasing all evening.

“He thinks you’re a telemarketer,” said Camry.

“Good point.” I crossed my legs, rolled my shoulders, and composed a text message to Efran.

My name is Liv Olsen, I work for the podcast series Missing or Murdered. We’re doing a story on Amelia Clark, who went missing in 2008. I was told that you worked at CVS in October of that year. We think Amelia visited the store before she went missing and wanted to know if you knew anything. Thank you.

“Okay...and...sent.” I tossed my phone to the other side of the couch and massaged my temples. I had just spent two hours chasing CVS employees.

“This feels like a big fat waste of time,” said Camry from a velvet armchair. “What are the odds this guy knows anything?”

“Low, but we might as well try. Have you boosted our Facebook post on the mom’s group like LeClare said to?”

Camry covered her nose. “Yes.”

I wanted to laugh, but lacked the energy to do so. “Can you please do it now?”

“Aye, aye, captain.”

Hazel entered with a tray of cookies, still steaming from the oven, and two glasses of milk.

“You girls find out anything?” Hazel slid the tray onto the coffee table. Camry helped herself to a cookie, juggling it around in her hand saying “hot, hot, hot,” before she took a bite.

“Not really,” I said with a sigh.

“We ran into Carlos,” Camry said, and licked the chocolate off her fingertips. “He yelled. He told us to leave town. Basically, threatened to kill us. Knocked over a display case, and he called Liv, Red.”

Hazel gave Camry a napkin. “Why would he do something like that?”

“Because she has red hair,” Camry said.

“I meant, why would he threaten to kill you,” said Hazel. “Did you call the police?”

“No. We talked to LeClare today, and I told her about our interaction with Carlos. We just need to be more vigilant going forward. Did Oliver ever install those security cameras?”

Hazel nodded.

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