Murder with Cinnamon Scones by Karen Rose Smith

Author:Karen Rose Smith [Smith, Karen Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-03-09T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

When Foster drove Daisy to Woods, Jonas was in his workshop behind the store. As soon as Daisy was inside and seated on a bench, Foster said, “I have to go to class. Will you be okay? Will your Aunt Iris or someone from the tea garden take you home?”

“I’ll see that Daisy gets home,” Jonas said. “Elijah is in the store all day today.”

Daisy unzipped her jacket. She’d only had one arm in, and she let the jacket fall onto the unfinished bench where she was sitting.

Jonas sat beside her and they were quiet for a few seconds. She wondered if they were going to have their talk now.

Instead of that, however, Jonas looked down at his shoe boot and then back at her. “I have some news for you.”

“Investigation news?”

He nodded. “Reese wasn’t killed at the gallery, so that will be eliminated as a crime scene. There weren’t any blood traces when the forensics team used the luminol there.”

“I have news too,” she said. “Foster took me to the Smokey Palace.”

Jonas gave her one of his are-you-sure-you-should-have-done-that looks. She ignored it and told him what they’d found out about the argument Reese had had with someone. She ended with, “I thought Detective Rappaport might act on the information quicker if it comes from you.”

“That is possible, but I’d like to cover more bases before I contact him.”

“What kind of bases?”

“I think we should talk to Reese’s assistant at the gallery. Whoever Reese had the argument with had to find him first. Maybe Chloie would know.”

“She might not want to talk to me,” Daisy admitted. “I had to ask her to leave the tea garden. She was really mean to Tessa. Tessa has been insecure about her affair with Reese and has suspicions that Chloie was sleeping with him. But she has no evidence of that. And there is something else. Chloie could be the killer.”

“Let me ask you a few questions about who knocked you down the steps.”

“I already answered all the detective’s questions,” Daisy protested.

“I know you did, but humor me, okay?”

She nodded, because she knew Jonas wouldn’t ask without good reason.

“You went up the stairs and you told the detective you were on the second step from the top, correct?”

She nodded again.

“I want you to try to put yourself back there. The intruder mustn’t have been that far away from you. Did you hear anything when you were on that step?”

In spite of her reluctance, Daisy tried to go back to that day in her mind. “No, I didn’t hear anything. If I had, I might have moved to the side or stepped down a step.”

“Good point. So you didn’t even hear the floor creak?”

“No. When we bought the tea garden, we refinished the floors up there. But before we did, we made sure everything was nailed down really well. I didn’t hear a sound.”

“How about smell?”

“Smell?”

“Did you smell anything? Perfume, sweat, mouthwash, gum. Anything?”

This time Daisy closed her eyes and thought about it. When she’d opened the door to go up the steps, she’d only smelled one thing.

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