Salted Caramel Killer by Summer Prescott

Author:Summer Prescott [Prescott, Summer]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Tags: cozy, Foodie
Amazon: B0743J2W4H
Goodreads: 35711062
Publisher: Summer Prescott Books
Published: 2017-07-19T04:00:00+00:00

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“Are we sure that we want to do this?” Missy worried, carrying a hot-out-of-the-oven combination pizza from the best pizza joint in town.

“I did not go through the agony of leg day at the gym only to have you chicken out now. Let’s get to the elevator,” Echo gestured with the six pack of cola that she was carrying.

“I brought a mini-cooler full of candy bars,” Joyce said softly, lifting the cooler for them to see. She’d been unusually quiet lately, so they’d brought her in on their plan in order to take her mind off of what had happened.

“Good thinking. Dessert after pizza,” Echo nodded her approval. “Let’s go.”

She pushed the elevator button and the doors slid silently open on the floor where Chas had the office suite for his Private Investigation Agency. His receptionist, Holly, greeted them with a bright smile. She’d been holding down the fort while Chas and Spencer were gone, and not much had been happening, so she was delighted to see friendly faces in the foyer.

“Hello ladies,” she beamed at them from behind her imposing marble desk, professionally dressed as always, even though the boss was away. “Looks like a picnic,” she commented, a bit confused.

“Hi Holly,” Missy greeted her. “We were hoping that Ringo might be in.”

“Really? Uhhh…okay, sure. He’s in the “nerve center,” doing whatever it is that he does in there. Hold on a sec,” she pulled open a file drawer and grabbed a can of air freshener, handing it to Echo. “You might want this,” Holly smiled apologetically.

She and Ringo were both important assets to the agency, but the two interacted with each other as seldom as possible. The consummate professional and the disheveled hacker apparently couldn’t find much common ground.

“Thanks,” Echo was amused, despite the gravity of their situation. She loved the fact that Ringo was unashamedly himself, flying in the face of societal norms, and was brilliant enough to get away with it.

“Down the hall, third door on the left. If it’s locked, bang really loudly – he wears headphones quite often.”

“Thank you, Holly,” Missy smiled at the dignified young lady, wondering just what they were about to encounter.

Joyce, Echo and Missy stood uncertainly outside the door that Holly had indicated, wondering just how to proceed, when it suddenly flew open to reveal a messy-haired, unshaven and rumpled Ringo. The hacker looked at them all one-by-one, confused.

“Is this virtual reality, or am I dreaming?” he ran a hand through his hair. “Three chicks show up with pizza and soda and stuff,” he blinked. “Did I order pizza?” He was talking to himself, not them, but Missy answered, taking charge.

“Hi Ringo. I’m Missy, Chas’s wife. The girls and I brought you some goodies and we’re hoping that you might be able to help us out with finding someone,” she explained, handing him the pizza.

“Hmm, I am awake. That’s cool,” he nodded, sniffing the pizza box, as if for confirmation. “Welcome to my lair,” he gave them a lopsided grin,

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