Murder Likes It Hot by Tracy Weber

Author:Tracy Weber
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: CVR05152018;murder likes it hot;tracey weber;tracy weber;tracy webber;downward dog;downward dog mystery;downward dog mystery series;yoga;german shepherd;mystery;mystery novel;mystery fiction;mystery series;cozy;yoga mystery;yoga mysteries;cozies with dogs;mysteries with dogs;CVR10302018
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2018-11-28T19:11:44+00:00

fourteen

As soon as I hung up the phone with Martinez, I pulled up the website for Queen Anne Memorial. I barely recognized the man in the photo labeled Gabriel Cousins. Photograph Gabriel sported a wide but rehearsed-looking smile, a close-cropped head of curly black hair, and a midnight blue power suit. I saw no trace of the shaved-headed, kind, passionate man I’d met at Teen Path HOME.

His obituary read more like a resume than a tribute. The first paragraph indicated that Gabriel had graduated magna cum laude from the University of Washington with a bachelor’s degree in international studies, followed two years later by a master of business administration. He had married college sweetheart Cherie Harris immediately after receiving his masters degree.

The second paragraph listed a variety of professional positions Gabriel had held, awards he had won, and honors he’d received. The accolades ended by stating that four years after obtaining his MBA, Gabriel had become the youngest employee to be promoted to the position of regional vice president at a consulting firm whose name I recognized but couldn’t place. A single sentence, almost an afterthought, mentioned that he’d spent the last several years of his life helping displaced youth. Neither Teen Path HOME nor Gabriel’s role there were mentioned.

The final paragraph said that he was preceded in death by his parents and sister and was survived by his wife, Cherie Cousins, and in-laws, Dara and Andre Harris. A private ceremony would be held at Queen Anne Memorial at ten in the morning on Sunday, November 13.

I frowned at the word “private,” but it didn’t deter me. My phone call with Martinez had provided no definitive answers, but it had given me a starting place, and I wasn’t about to waste it. Time to scour my closet for a black dress. On Sunday, I was going to crash a funeral.

But that was two days away. Rainbow was still out there somewhere, alone. Maybe frightened. Maybe in danger. I tucked the Tacoma address for April Rhodes inside my purse. As soon as I finished teaching my noon All Levels Yoga class, I was going on a field trip.

I performed the plethora of duties required of a pet owner planning to be gone for the day. I ground and incubated Bella’s organic, grain-free, medicated kibble, tossed a can of tuna cat food into Mouse’s food bowl, and filled the water dishes I’d placed in every room with fresh water. After both creatures had snarfed down their breakfasts, I took Bella on a quick walk to take care of her biological duties. She pinned me with sad brown eyes when she realized I was leaving her behind.

“Sorry, sweetie. You can’t come with me today. My afternoon’s going to be crazy. Michael should be home no later than six, and if you’re a good girl, I’ll take you on an extra-long walk tonight.”

Bella’s stare chastised me all the way to the door. Mouse observed my departure with feline indifference. Somehow I managed to feel guilty about both.

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