Murder Bites by Addison Moore & Bellamy Bloom

Author:Addison Moore & Bellamy Bloom [Moore, Addison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hollis Thatcher Press, LTD.
Published: 2020-01-30T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“We should definitely have a crudité platter,” Emmie says while working on her Valentine’s Day craft project.

It’s Monday afternoon, and I’ve yet to find evidence to solidify the fact Lad Warner had a gambling problem.

I spent the morning checking out old guests and checking in new guests, and there’s finally a lull at the reception desk so I can get back to my research.

“Vegetables?” I glance up at Emmie. We’ve been tossing menu ideas for the Valentine’s Day dance back and forth. Mayor Woods hired the Country Cottage Café to bring refreshments, simple appetizers, and desserts to the community center. To quote Mack, Lots and lots of those raspberry cheesecake thingies. They make me tingle.

Neither Emmie nor I was sure what to make of that.

I wave a cheesecake bite at Emmie, and we both break out into laughter.

“Try not to tingle,” she says, picking one up herself.

“It’s hard not to. These taste so good, I’m surprised Mackenzie hasn’t outlawed them yet.”

“Something tells me she won’t outlaw vegetables.” Emmie shrugs. “We need to have a variety and veggies aren’t complicated.”

“Crudité it is.”

Sherlock lifts his head from the floor, his eyes still heavy with sleep. Don’t forget the meat tray, Bizzy. And make sure to leave one platter behind on the counter at the café.

I tip my head at him curiously.

Sherlock moans. Georgie says you have to toss meat that’s been left out on the counter overnight. And I say, feel free to toss it my way.

Fish yowls, Always thinking, while furiously licking her paw.

Cinnamon lets out a sharp bark. I like how he thinks. I’ll help him eat it, Bizzy. Leave twice as much out on the counter overnight. My mouth is salivating already.

I nod her way before looking to Emmie. “We’ll need a few charcuterie boards as well—a variety of cold cuts and cheeses—maybe a little bacon to round things out.”

“Consider it done,” she chirps.

Fish jumps up onto the marble counter, watching attentively as Emmie fills four large glass tubes with candy conversation hearts. She plans on putting a small votive candle at the top of each vase once they’re full. It’s going to look adorable, even if it does have the potential to melt hearts literally.

“Emmie, where do you get these bursts of brilliance?” I ask, leaning in to inspect one of the works of candy-based art before her.

“Where I get all my bursts of brilliance. Pinterest.”

A laugh thumps through me as I get back to my laptop. “If only I can get a burst of brilliance and figure out who killed Lad Warner in cold blood right here at the inn.”

Cinnamon lets out a few sorrowful moans and Emmie quickly scoops up the curly-haired cutie.

“Don’t you worry.” Emmie kisses Cinnamon on the top of her auburn head. “Nobody is going to hurt you,” she says in her best baby voice. “In fact, I’m going to make sure you’re safe and sound.”

I suck in a quick breath. “Emmie! Are you thinking about adopting Cinnamon?”

Cinnamon lets out a happy yelp, and Emmie laughs as she dots the pooch’s face with another kiss.

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