Zombie Waffle Murder by Carolyn Q. Hunter

Author:Carolyn Q. Hunter [Hunter, Carolyn Q.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction
Publisher: Summer Prescott Books
Published: 2018-07-16T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

“Are you hungry?” Sonja asked as she stepped back into the kitchen. She set two untouched plates of Zombie Waffles on the counter. They’d been left behind on the table in the corner booth. After Chandler was taken away by the police, Patty had gone into crying fits. Sonja had tried to comfort her, but ultimately the young woman apologized and said she needed to head back to the hotel.

At the very least Sonja offered to maybe bring some food by later and Patty gave her the hotel room number. With that, she’d stomped off out the door, all the eyes of the other customers following her.

“I won’t argue with free food,” Ally joked, trying to keep the situation light.

“One of the benefits of owning the place, I guess,” Sonja said. While the waffles were in perfect condition, not even a single fork had touched the food, once a dish touched a customer’s table you couldn’t serve it to someone else.

Today, Sonja was fine with that.

Picking up a fork, she dug into one of the plates, slicing through the greenish waffle and getting a hearty serving of the red topping. She slipped the fork in her mouth and closed her eyes, enjoying the mingling sweet and zesty flavors dancing on her tongue. Her lips puckered slightly at the taste, but it was oh so good.

Ally topped hers off with a dab of whipped cream before digging in. “Oh, man, Sonja. This is amazing—despite the name and all.”

“Thank you,” Sonja said.

“So, do you think that Chandler fellow really killed her?”

Sonja took another bite, chewing it and swallowing before answering. “That’s what Frank will find out, I’m sure. Fingerprints and his initials on the arrow seemed pretty incriminating. I was surprised he didn’t just arrest the guy on suspicion of murder.”

“He basically did. He just didn’t bring out the cuffs.”

“True. Maybe he was trying to create less of a scene.”

“A lot of good that did. His girlfriend was in fits.” Ally took another bite, her eyes practically rolling back in her head as she savored the taste. “So, now for the bigger question. Do you think that he did it?”

Sonja furrowed her brow. “Why are you asking me?”

“Because you’re the town’s resident sleuth. If you’re not poking into the case, or at least have an opinion, I’d be surprised.”

Sonja hesitated.

“Don’t tell me you’re going to start holding off on things now that you’re married,” she accused.

“Hey, I have to keep the peace at home, you know?” Sonja pointed out.

“I know that, and I get it. However, I also know how my best friend’s brain works.”

Sonja rolled her eyes, sitting down on a metal stool near the counter. “If Frank was already able to match fingerprints, it also means that Chandler had his prints on file.”

“Meaning he has a criminal record.”

Sonja pursed her lips. “Just another reason to point the finger at him.”

“You know, teachers and government employees all have to get printed when they apply.”

“True, but I can’t help but believe it’s a criminal record.

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