Tents, Trails and Turmoil: A Camper and Criminals Cozy Mystery Series Book 11 by Tonya Kappes

Author:Tonya Kappes [Kappes, Tonya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“I can’t believe I just fell asleep.” I sipped on the cup of coffee Hank had handed me.

“One minute, you were talking with your head on my shoulder, then the next thing I knew, you were silent.” He smiled from behind the cup before he took a sip. “I looked down at you, and you were out. So I grabbed a few covers, thinking you’d wake up, but you never did. Not even when I left apparently.”

“I can’t believe you came back this morning. And fixed me coffee.” I sucked in a deep breath of gratitude. “Thank you. I think the stress of Dottie got to me.”

“You can take Joel off your stress list. Ava Cox found a witness during the time Yaley disappeared. She was walking her dog in the median and actually talked to Joel, and he forgot about it. But the woman came forward and said she’d talked to him. So it’s an alibi, not completely solid. And…” He leaned against the counter and appeared to be freshly clothed and well rested. “I’m giving you back the campground.”

“Really?” I squealed and jumped to my feet so I could put my coffee down to hug him.

“Really. I think we’ve gotten all the evidence we could collect. I’ve already put out an APB on the truck, and it’s extended to multiple states. We have got surrounding forces looking into video cameras and junkyards to see if it was junked.” He pushed off the counter and refilled his Yeti coffee cup. “I’ve got to get going. What is your plan today? So I know where you are at all times.”

“I’m going to go work in the office since Dottie isn’t here.” I reached over and grabbed my phone, checking to see if anyone had called me from the hospital to come get her. “Then I’m going to take Fifi on another walk before I head out to make my rounds at the Bourbon Trail Distillery and Cute-icles to get my nails done. After that, I’m heading over to the church undercroft to help with Yaley’s repast while listening in for some good gossip that just might lead to a clue.”

“You know that we don’t take time off to get nails done.” Hank thought he had me.

“No, but two people at Cute-icles saw Yaley get into Joel’s truck right before she was killed, so I’m going to smile and get my nails done while I partake in a little gossip.” I winked. “Hank Sharp, don’t you know that we southern women love to gossip about other people’s issues, and honey, I think Yaley Woodard had more issues than Southern Living has ever printed.”

“Oh, Mae, don’t make me regret this.” He kissed the top of my head and gave the dogs a nice scratch on their heads before he bolted out the door for the day.

I filled the dog bowl with food and let the fur kids eat while I grabbed a much-needed shower and got ready for the day. There wasn’t much I could do for my hair other than let it dry by itself.

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