The Diva Serves High Tea (A Domestic Diva Mystery) by Davis Krista

Author:Davis, Krista [Davis, Krista]
Language: eng
Format: azw
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2016-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Dear Sophie,

My doctor has taken me off coffee because of the caffeine. I really miss my morning fix. Does tea contain caffeine?

—Coffee Addict in Coffeeville, Alabama

Dear Coffee Addict,

Tea does contain caffeine. The amount varies with each type of tea, but generally, it contains about one-third of the caffeine in a similar amount of coffee. For a caffeine-free diet, drink herbal tea or a coffee substitute.

—Sophie

After a sleepless night, I gave up and stumbled down the stairs for coffee. It was still dark outside when I opened the door for Daisy. She sniffed the air before going out, as if she couldn’t believe we had risen so early, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to start the day.

I was running water into the kettle when Wolf tapped on my kitchen door. He opened it a crack. “I saw your light on. Is this a bad time?”

I tightened the belt on my bathrobe. Naturally, I was wearing the fuzzy lavender one that made me look like a chubby purple bear. “Not at all. Come on in. Coffee?”

“That would be great. I got two hours’ sleep last night. I’ll be running on caffeine all day.”

He probably hadn’t had a decent meal, either. “How about crispy hash browns, eggs sunny-side up, and bacon?”

“Oh, Soph. I don’t want to put you to any trouble.”

“Not to worry. I’m making them all the easy way.”

I ground coffee beans, pulled out the French press, and spooned them into it.

“Can I help?”

“Sure. Why don’t you get down some mugs and set the table?” I preheated the oven, draped bacon over a rack in a pan, and slid it inside.

“So what was this pressing information about Elise?”

I switched on the panini press to heat it up and set a pan over medium-low heat on the stove.

Wolf stood across the island from me. I looked him in the eyes. “The last thing Elise said before she died was Rosie.”

He simply nodded. “Figures. Thanks, Sophie. You may be called to testify.”

“Nina heard her, too.”

“Good to know.”

I paused for a minute and studied him. He’d taken the news about Rosie as though he’d expected it. “Does that mean you have a suspect?”

“Let’s just say we have someone of interest.”

I laughed at him, cracked eggs into the pan, and covered them with a tight lid. “That’s the new cop lingo for ‘we’re not ready to arrest him yet,’ right?”

Wolf poured the coffee, adding sugar and cream to mine, just the way I liked it. He hadn’t forgotten.

“More or less,” he said.

“Can you tell me who it is?”

Wolf looked at me as though I had asked a stupid question.

“Oh! Testify—someone named Rosie. Her husband! It was her husband, Rosey!”

Wolf only raised an eyebrow.

“But . . . why would he murder Robert?” I asked.

Wolf set the table and brought two plates to the island to be filled with food.

Hmm. He hadn’t responded. I tried my question a different way. “Surely you don’t think there’s a connection between Robert’s death and Elise’s?”

Using my cookie spatula, I

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