A Drizzle of Murder by Constance Barker

Author:Constance Barker [Barker, Constance]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Constance Barker
Published: 2019-12-27T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Waking up in the middle of the night I sat up and realized I was sweating. My nightgown clung to me along with my hair. I remembered something. It was something Logan hadn't mentioned again. The guy Tom was fighting with at the restaurant. I'd forgotten all about it and Logan hadn't pressed.

Clearly, he didn't think my information was credible, but the more I thought about it the more it made sense. Bald Sweater Guy could have killed Tom. He could also be the person sneaking around in the back of my bakery. This thought made me angry. I shook my fist at the Bald Sweater guy and then I couldn't go back to sleep.

I called Masie.

"Ow, hello," she said.

"Ow, hello," I said back. "Were you up?"

"No and I hit myself in the face with my club when the phone rang," she said.

"A club...what club?"

"I bought a police club when all this started. I live alone, don't need a man. This is my man, but he hit me in the face. What time is it?"

I hadn't even thought to look and see what time it was. Glancing at the clock I saw it was almost three in the morning. "It's really early...sorry Mase."

"What's wrong," she said sounding more alert. "Is it the guy, is he there? Do I need to bring my club?"

"No, it's just you remember that guy we saw Tom arguing with the day he passed?"

"Yeah Sweatery Bald guy," she said.

"Funny, I've been calling him Bald Sweater guy," I told her. "Anyway, I mentioned him to Logan the first time he questioned me. After that I kind of forgot about him."

"Oh yeah, you thinking he offed the guy?" She yawned loudly.

"I don't know, but the police should be looking at him right? He could be getting away with murder. Should I call Logan?"

"Oh yes, you totally should," Masie said. "Call me if you need backup too."

She hung up before I could respond, most likely going back to sleep. I didn't have a clue if Logan was up or out. I just knew I wouldn't be able to sleep until I got the thought off my chest.

He picked up quickly. “Coco, is everything okay. Are you at the bakery at this time?”

“No, I’m at home. I need you to come over if you can. There’s something I need to talk to you about. Were you sleeping?”

“Um, no working on a case. You want me to bring anything?”

I thought about that for a minute and decided I could definitely use some coffee.

“Coffee, cream, and sugar,” I said. “I’ll see what baked goods I have lying around.”

“Sounds like a plan, see you in about twenty minutes.”

When he made it to the house later, I’d already put cookies in the oven. I figured chocolate chip cookies were always welcome.

“That smells amazing,” he said with a smile.

“So does that,” I said inhaling deeply and anticipating the caffeine as I took the cup from his hand.

“Okay, you got me here. What did you want to tell me?”

“I think there’s someone we forgot about with this whole murderer thing.

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