A Deadly Beef by Jessica Beck

Author:Jessica Beck [Beck, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Suspense
ISBN: 9781480235021
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2012-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

"Aren’t you closed up yet?" Moose asked impatiently as he unexpectedly came into the diner at just a minute before seven, our usual time to lock the front doors.

"I was just on my way," I said. "What’s the rush? If I remember correctly, you never used to be all that concerned with watching the clock. Besides, I thought you were heading home to be with Martha? What happened to your big plans?"

"It turns out that we’ve got somewhere to go tonight, after all," Moose said. "Do you remember when I said I was going to ask a few friends to dig up some information on Wally Bain?"

"Sure. Did one of them actually come through?"

"You bet they did. How long will it take you to close the place up?"

"I need ten minutes, and that’s if everything goes right."

"Has that happened yet since you took over?" Moose asked.

"No, but I haven’t given up hope yet. It’s bound to sooner or later."

Greg came out of the kitchen. "What’s all the hubbub, Bub?"

Moose said, "I need your wife."

"Well, no matter what your reasons might be, you should know that I need her more."

"Just this second?" Moose asked.

"Well, I might be able to loan her to you, just as long as you bring her back where you found her, and in pretty much the same shape she was in when she left," Greg answered with a grin.

"When you two comedians are finished talking about me as though I were a lawn mower, you can find me at the register, closing out our day."

"I can do that myself," Greg volunteered. "Your grandfather sounds like whatever he has on tap is urgent. Go on. I’ll be fine."

Greg had closed out the register a few times before, and it had always been an absolute nightmare straightening the mess out the next day. As much as my husband was a wizard in the kitchen, he was a disaster when it came to anything even approaching the diner’s finances. "Thanks for the offer, but I can handle it. It won’t take long."

"Not as long as it will take you tomorrow cleaning up after me, anyway, right?" he asked with a grin.

I just smiled, and started running the reports on our cash register. While it was calculating what we should have in our till, I was totaling up the actual cash and checks to see if the numbers matched. Usually it was fairly close, within pennies, but there were occasions when it was off by more, and I had to painstakingly go through everything until I figured out the discrepancy. I’d once been off by twenty dollars, and I was wearing myself to a frazzle when I pulled out the cash drawer and saw a bill caught underneath.

There were no real problems tonight, though, despite Martha having run the register so much during the day. My grandmother had a tendency lately to round off her all of numbers, and most likely the only way things had balanced now was that she must have equally under and overcharged our customers throughout the day.

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