To Catch a Treat (A Barkery & Biscuits Mystery) by Linda O. Johnston

Author:Linda O. Johnston [Johnston, Linda O.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: mystery book, linda johnston, mystery novel, bite the biscuit, Fiction, bite the biscit, linda johnson, fiction novel, animal mystery, dog mystery, mystery, linda o. johnson
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2016-05-08T07:00:00+00:00

It seemed I never got even a few minutes of alone time with Reed when I was at the clinic, but we could always call each other later. I retrieved Biscuit from daycare and we set off to walk back to my shops.

A slight rain misted over us, so for part of the way I used an umbrella I’d had in my locker. Biscuit didn’t seem to care and in fact appeared quite happy sniffing things along our walk. Maybe the rain enhanced the smells.

We passed the end of the town square and Summit Avenue. Soon we were at the door to the Barkery.

I didn’t see any customers when I opened the door for Biscuit to enter. That wasn’t a good thing. Dinah was on duty, and I saw Go attached to the crate at the side of the room. “Hi,” I said. “All okay?”

“All’s fine. Janelle’s over at Icing, in case you were wondering.”

I was, but not a lot. I’d jumped to that correct conclusion already.

“That’s fine.” I went behind the counter and rested my closed umbrella against the wall near the door to the kitchen. Then I grabbed a couple of paper towels from a shelf behind the display case to go wipe Biscuit’s damp feet. As I did so I looked again at Dinah, who was at the front of the case apparently counting what was left. When she paused for a moment, I asked her, “Were we busy while I was gone?”

“Yes. This is the first lull.”

It wasn’t a long one, since by the time I’d secured Biscuit into her comfy enclosure and tossed away the paper towel, the bell on the door rang and a family with two kids and two spaniels walked in.

“I’ll take care of them,” Dinah assured me quickly. “I think you’ll enjoy seeing what’s going on next door.”

She didn’t tell me what that meant, and since she immediately started helping our newcomers, I didn’t ask.

I approached Icing by way of the kitchen, though, since I wanted to give my hands a thorough washing after wiping off dirty doggy paws. First I put my purse and umbrella in my office. When my hands were clean, I entered Icing by way of its door into the kitchen.

Unsurprisingly, Janelle was there, and so was Frida. No one else was, which made me wonder whether this shop also was just having a momentary lull or a bad business day. But before I could ask Janelle, whose back was to me as she stood on the tile floor facing the store’s front, she turned. Her official-looking professional camera was in her hand.

“She’s so great!” Frida exclaimed, coming from the far side of the glass case. She clapped and moved her head so her ponytail waved from side to side. “Janelle has been taking pictures of the cookies and cupcakes and everything that I decorated this morning and posting them on the Internet, with lots and lots of plugs for Icing on the Cake. And in case you’re worried, she took a few shots of Barkery treats before, too, and posted them.

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