One Murder Down: A Beaufont Murder Mystery Collection (A Beaufont Short Story Book 4) by Sarah Noffke & Michael Anderle

Author:Sarah Noffke & Michael Anderle [Noffke, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2022-11-03T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THREE

Peggy’s Pie Shop, Haunted Harbor, Maine, New England, United States

The café was just as charming as the other parts of the town Paris had seen. There were cute china plates with pictures of birds, rabbits, or other woodland creatures hanging on the wall. All the tables were covered in hand-knitted tablecloths, and fresh flowers sat in the center in little vases.

“What are you all doing in here?” a woman with short red hair who resembled Lucille Ball and was wearing a waitress outfit asked.

Paris glanced behind them at the door they’d come through and pointed at the sign. “It says that you’re open. Aren’t you?”

“Of course I am,” the woman replied, leaning to the side to look through the big picture window. “The tour ship hasn’t come in yet. Where you from?”

“We’re not from around here,” Rudolf answered, sliding into a booth by the window with a view and grabbing a menu, not taking the hint they weren’t welcome.

“Clearly,” the woman said, her hands now on her hips. “So what are you playing at? Why are you in here?”

“To get pie!” Rudolf exclaimed, his eyes wide as he took in the options.

“But you’re not from around here,” the woman said sternly.

“I’m sensing that you don’t serve tourists,” Sherlock Holmes began. “Is that correct?”

“It’s not that I don’t,” the woman told him. “It’s they don’t come in here.”

“Why?” Paris asked.

The woman lifted an eyebrow, studying her leather jacket and pants, then Sherlock Holmes in his tweed coat and King Rudolf in his silk tunic and pants. “Where did you all come from?”

“The interstate…” Paris said, drawing out the words.

The woman shook her head. “That’s closed. The only way in here is through the harbor. Why are you lying?”

“Why does no one come here?” Paris asked.

“Because it’s haunted,” the woman said severely.

Paris had so many questions she didn’t even know where to begin. Based on the quizzical expression on Sherlock’s face, he did too.

“So why did you lie to me?” the woman continued. “The only way in here is through magic or the harbor. One is allowed. The other isn’t. So tell me, did you break the captain’s rules?” She leaned forward and smiled for the first time. “Because if you did, I’m naming a pie after you.”

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