A Calculated Whisk by Victoria Hamilton

Author:Victoria Hamilton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mysteries & Thrillers
Publisher: Beyond the Page
Published: 2021-08-16T00:00:00+00:00

Jaymie drove back to the cabin considering the implications: Debbie Vance, Alicia’s ex-sister-in-law, owned Queensville Clean ’n Bright. She employed both Russ and Alicia. Alicia was thinking of heading to California and starting her own business along the same lines, and it was supposed to be a secret. But Wenda knew about the planned move and so did Kim, so who was it a secret from? Debbie? Russ? And did it matter that there was an air of secrecy around it? Kim had not been happy that Alicia was planning to leave, but who else may have been upset? And why was Alicia planning to get out of town? Was she afraid?

So many questions—as usual—and so few answers.

Home again, Jaymie took a pasta dinner out of the freezer to thaw, washed and dried the morning dishes and wiped the table, all while avoiding looking across the road to the woods. It had been her favorite view in the world, the woods she was looking at when she realized she loved Jakob. She had been over for dinner on Valentine’s Day, and as he put his daughter to bed, she stared out at the woods and acknowledged that she loved him, and she wanted to be with him forever, that he was the love she had been seeking. That evening he asked her to marry him a few short months after meeting.

And she’d never looked back, never regretted it for a single second. But now she couldn’t look out at those woods without shuddering. She slapped the counter in irritation. Hoppy, startled, yipped. “Sorry, pupkins,” she murmured. That—her residual fear of the woods—had to change. She must figure out who killed Alicia, or she’d never sleep soundly again. She whirled away from the counter. “C’mon, Hoppy. Let’s go.”

She took her little dog back into Queensville and walked him along the river. In that infernal autumnal pull between summer and winter the weather had again closed in, dark-lined clouds scudding uneasily over the river, a rumble echoing ominously as she stood staring at Heartbreak Island. Leaning on the railing, she watched the dark gray and green water of the St. Clair river slip by, little whitecaps breaking as wind rippled the surface, movement on the island barely visible as mist rose and drifted.

Hoppy looked up at her and waggled his tail, impatient to move on. “Okay, let’s go,” she said. By the time they approached the Queensville Inn he was weary and she had to carry him the rest of the way, but he was overjoyed to find they were about to visit one of his favorite humans, Mrs. Stubbs, who always had bits of scone or cookie to share. Jaymie tapped on the sliding glass door on her private terrace and she yelled “come in.” She was in front of her television, enthralled by one of her murder shows, as she called them, the true crime TV that she watched when she wasn’t reading mysteries. She held up one hand in greeting, and Jaymie set Hoppy down and went about making tea while the program finished.

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