Sugar Cookies and Sirens: A Sugar Shack Witch Mystery Holiday Novella by Garrett Danielle

Author:Garrett, Danielle
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Roots & Wings Press
Published: 2022-01-26T00:00:00+00:00

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We left Lily to close Wicked Wicks and set out for the Winterspell police station. Deputy Wilson met us in the front lobby area and immediately led us back to the holding cell, reiterating the events as we walked down a fluorescent-lit hallway. “… pulled her over, and she’s just babbling. I can’t get her to give me her name, her license or registration, nothing. The whole interaction struck me as odd. I think she might be under the influence of something, but we’ll have to wait for the tests to come back.”

“What was she saying?” Cora asked.

Deputy Wilson frowned as he held open a door, waiting for us to pass through first. “You’ll see. She hasn’t stopped since she got here.”

We stepped into another artificially bright room, this one containing two jail cells. It was a different room than I’d been shown when visiting another inmate back in the fall. The energy was different, too. The woman in the cell still wore her street clothes, not police-issued sweats. At our entrance, she sprang toward the bars, her eyes wide with the desperation of a caged animal.

“Please!” she breathed, staring at me with beady eyes. “You have to get me out of here! I have to get them to her.”

I took a step backward on instinct. There was no way she could get to me, not through the magically reinforced iron bars, but still, I wanted to put space between us. The woman’s eyes shifted to Cora. “Please, Miss, help me! They won’t let me go. She needs me!”

Cora flinched as the woman stuck an arm through the bars and raked at the air.

“Back up!” Deputy Wilson barked.

The woman looked to be in her late thirties, though it was possible she was younger. There were dark circles under her puffy, red eyes. It looked to be partially due to smudged mascara, but also from exhaustion. She wore a pair of thick black leggings, a long-sleeved athletic top, and no jewelry.

“I have to take these to her, you don’t understand!” the woman wailed, her eyes welling with fresh tears. “Please, just let me go! She needs them.”

“Who is she talking about?” I asked.

Deputy Wilson gave a bewildered shrug. “No idea. That’s about all we can get out of her though. She says she was taking the cookies somewhere.”

“Did she have a baby with her? We had an eyewitness state they saw a woman with a stroller running off with the boxes.”

Deputy Wilson frowned as he looked at the woman, then back at us. “No. I didn’t see a car seat, either.”

My brow furrowed. Either Checkers was mistaken, or this was a different woman. Which would mean we were looking at a third thief.

The woman banged her hands on the bars, then crumpled to the floor and wrapped her arms around her legs as she brought her knees to her chest. She muttered to herself as she began rocking back and forth.

“Something’s not right here,” I said.

“Not at all,” Cora agreed.

“Do you

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