Beatrice Young Cozy Cat Mysteries (Box Set, Books 1-5) by Alannah Rogers

Author:Alannah Rogers [Rogers, Alannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cozy mysteries new releases, cozy cat mystery books, cozy cat mysteries, cozy mystery series, cat mystery, cozy mysteries women sleuths, cozy mysteries, female sleuth, woman sleuth, mystery series books, mystery novels, women sleuths
Published: 2015-12-25T00:00:00+00:00

14

As Beatrice drove into town, she definitely expected to see a media frenzy. Indeed, local and even national TV trucks milled around Ashbrook’s usually quiet streets.

What she didn’t expect to see was a crowd outside The Cozy Cat Café before it opened.

“Wow, we must have gotten a really great review on TripAdvisor,” Beatrice muttered under her breath. “That or some journalist realized that Hamish and Lucky are going to crack the case of the mayor’s murder.”

She looked at her two fur balls in the rear view mirror. “Did you hear that? You’re going to be famous kitties! I’ll have to make you your very own Facebook page.”

However, as Beatrice got closer she realized that the crowd was made up of regular customers. In fact, it was the yoga ladies. They were peering in the window and shaking their ponytailed heads.

Beatrice pulled her truck up alongside the curb and rolled down the window. “Morning. We’re not open yet. Everything okay?”

Janice stuck her blonde head right in the window. “No, everything’s not okay. Bernie’s dead and Nancy can’t leave for all the reporters camped out on her lawn. We know you have answers, Bee.”

“Yeah. Well. I don’t know how much is confidential right now. I mean, the sheriff is going to skin me if I tell you something I shouldn’t…”

“And I’m going to skin you if you don’t tell us what the heck is going on.”

Beatrice froze, memories of being pushed into the lockers in high school flashing through her head. Over forty years later, and these women still had her running scared.

“Alright. I know you all are upset. Don’t blame you. Let me park and open up. Then we can chat.”

Lucky was so excited to see his favorite customers so early that he immediately forgot about his traumatizing car ride (car rides were always traumatizing for him). He ran up to the yoga ladies as soon as Beatrice unlocked the front door, rubbing against jean-clad legs and standing up on two feet for pets. Chilly air blasted in and they all hustled in. Beatrice noticed that they didn’t carry their mats nor were they outfitted in their yoga gear.

Clearly, class was off for the day.

As they got settled at the long farm table, Beatrice scuttled back into the kitchen to bring out sweets from the previous day. She brought them out on a plate and then went behind the counter to put on some coffee.

“Need any help, Bee?” said a honey-sweet voice.

She turned to see Joan behind her. She was leaning against the counter, and wearing a fetching pair of slim jeans and a teal cardigan over a white button-down shirt. Her long ash brown hair looked like a schoolgirl’s.

She smiled shyly at Beatrice, who stared gape-mouthed, trying to figure out whether Matthew had let on that she’d been spying.

“Uh, quite alright over here,” Beatrice finally managed. “I could make coffee in my sleep. Pretty sure I have before, actually.”

Joan laughed, showing straight, white teeth. Beatrice realized for the millionth time how nice she was.

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