The Breakfast Burger Murder by Rosie A Point

Author:Rosie A Point [Point, Rosie A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-04T16:00:00+00:00

11

“You’re seriously going to stay out of it?” Grizzy asked, as she whipped me up my malt choc shake for my brunch time break.

The restaurant had grown quiet after the morning rush, as per usual, but I wasn’t as happy about it as I usually would have been. When I was busy, I didn’t have a chance to obsess over the case.

“I’m going to do what I normally do, but try not to get in Liam’s way this time. Or do anything illegal.”

“Let’s see if that pans out.”

“You don’t have full faith in me? I’m shocked.” It was sarcasm, of course. I wouldn’t blame Griselda for doubting me. In the short time I’d lived in Sleepy Creek, I’d broken into bakeries and personal homes. I’d snooped and invaded crime scenes. I’d solved cases too. My track record spoke for itself.

Grizzy finished up the shake by plopping some whipped cream on top and adding a cherry.

I lifted it by the reddened stem and deposited it into my mouth, crunching on the sugary sweetness. It was some solace, at least. “I want to get to the bottom of it,” I said.

“I know, you and the quest for truth.” Grizzy waved hand. “But you’ll be on a quest to get out of prison if you don’t stick to your promises this time around.”

“No, not a quest for truth. I want to help keep Sleepy Creek safe too.”

“Did I hear you right?” Grizzy asked. “Are you saying that you … like it here?”

“Keep your voice down.” I poked the milkshake with my straw. “If Missi hears you, she’ll tease me endlessly.”

The twins were seated at their usual corner booth, Missi with the newspaper pressed flat in front of her, tapped her fingernails against a half-full milkshake glass. Virginia held an iPad and scrolled, her reading glasses perched on the end of her nose. They’d both had their burgers. Missi had done her morning flirting with Jarvis, as well.

“All right, so what are you going to—?”

The front door slapped open, the bell tinkling so fast it trilled, and Mona Jonah clomped into the restaurant. I watched her in the mirror behind the counter.

She ripped pink sunglasses from her face and glared around.

Missi grimaced at her.

Mona lifted two fingers and placed them underneath her eyes then pointed at the terrible twin.

“Yeah? And so, what are you going to do about it?” Missi growled in response.

“You want to start something you can’t finish, old woman?”

“Old woman! I look younger than you!” Missi struggled upright.

Virginia gave a long-suffering sigh.

“Ladies,” Grizzy called, in her sing-song voice. “Let’s keep it calm, please. The restaurant is big enough for both of you to share. Mona? Can I get you something?”

The yellow-haired maven of gossip stomped up to the counter and dumped her garish leopard-print tote on it. She took a seat next to me, the stool squeaking a complaint, and huffed out a breath. “Hit me with a double malt banana, extra cream, extra cherries.”

“I volunteer to do the hitting,” Missi called.

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