A Bite of Blueberry by Melissa Monroe

Author:Melissa Monroe [Monroe, Melissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cinnamon Cozies
Published: 2018-08-24T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Priscilla hadn’t thought she could get any angrier than she’d been on the fifteen-minute journey home. She’d been wrong. There were unwelcome guests in her bakery.

“Now that’s more like it,” Ava enthused as she walked through the door. “What a beautiful gown! And I hear you have a date. It seems as though you’re turning your life around just fine without me, Priscilla.”

“What is he doing here?” Priscilla growled, stalking toward Martino. He was the last person she’d expected to find in her shop. Maddison was frozen like a deer in the headlights behind the counter, staring between them. She’d been in charge of the shops for the night while Priscilla and Olivia catered the Debutante ball.

“He said he needed to see you,” Maddison explained, tone meek.

“Is that so?” Priscilla said acidly. Maddison cringed, despite the fact that Priscilla’s anger had not been aimed at her. At another time, that would have made Priscilla feel guilty. As it was, she couldn’t summon anything but blind rage.

Her fangs itched to find the cluster of veins and arteries in Martino’s neck and tear them open. Her thirst, which she had been trying desperately to suppress during the crisis, surged to the fore and all she could think of was taking a bite of Martino Romano.

“I’m sorry, Priscilla. I should have called you, but they said they’d wait,” Maddison babbled. “They’ve been here for the last hour or so and they ate the rest of Anna’s fruit dessert—”

“An hour?” Priscilla asked, her rage abruptly abating. If he’d been here for the last hour, he couldn’t possibly be the killer. She glanced at Maddison for conformation. She really ought to have taken Arthur’s advice and had a CCTV installed in her shop.

“Yes, cara mia, an hour,” Martino said with a wry smile. “And your little sparrow has given us impeccable customer service. I’m sure my review will be most favorable. Provided you don’t tear my throat out before I have an opportunity to write it.”

“Her name is Maddison,” Priscilla snapped, more out of habit than actual anger. “Knock it off with the Italian endearments or I’ll aim for your femoral artery and make it painful.”

Martino just laughed. “Something has you in a bad mood, Signorina Pratt. I just came to discuss business with you. Is this a bad time?”

“Another child has been murdered, so yes, it’s a bad time,” Priscilla said, slumping into a chair. Her head was beginning to ache, and it struck her for the first time just how long she’d gone without a proper feeding. The last time she’d had anything to drink, it had been the blood that Olivia had drained off her hamburger before cooking it.

Maddison’s eyes widened. “Another one? You can’t be serious.”

Avalon looked startled at the news. She knew that Avalon liked kids, deep down. Martino, however, didn’t look fazed by the news. It was another mark against him in her book, but that didn’t mean he was a killer.

Priscilla buried her face in her hands. “It was Clarissa Montgomery.

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