Beauty Secrets Cozy Mystery Boxed Set 1 by Stephanie Damore

Author:Stephanie Damore [Damore, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pink Sapphire Press
Published: 2017-11-14T22:00:00+00:00

I left the hospital and drove to First Baptist. Mrs. J. had better be there. The church hall was packed with rows of folding tables with just about every spot taken. The women sat ready to roll with their cards and colored dabbers in front of them. A flat-screen television was set up behind the stage. It showed a blank bingo card while the words “Welcome to Bingo!” scrolled across the bottom. I didn’t know bingo was so serious.

Unfortunately, it turned out that Mrs. J. was not there, and by helping out, she meant me running prizes from the back-kitchen freezer out to the winners, which happened at an alarming rate. Those ladies didn’t mess around. Had I realized this, I would’ve dressed more appropriately. A tank top and jean shorts was not cutting it. I needed a winter coat and some Uggs. Maybe earmuffs and mittens too. Winter gear was in serious short supply here. Of course, everyone was talking about Paulette and Mayor Potts, and speculating who had it out for the couple. I was able to pick up bits and pieces as I worked the room. Was it a political foe? The mayor was up for reelection and Whip McGovern was said to be a worthy opponent. Young, ambitious, a definite threat. Paulette’s ex-husband, Randy Berger, was also thrown out. Word was her divorce had been a nasty one and her ex hated Humphrey. I, for one, was happy to hear another angle besides “Mrs. J. the homicidal baker,” although there were plenty who thought she was to blame. She really should’ve come tonight.

I took a break from freezer duty to warm up outside. The heat felt glorious. I looked at my phone and saw a text from my mom, wondering when I’d be back for Captain Jack. Actually, it was more like, “Come get your dog.” I had a missed call from her as well. I text back that I was still at bingo and I’d be there soon. The woman couldn’t be mad, seeing that I was at church. I tried Mrs. J.’s number next, but she didn’t answer. I said a quick prayer to my nan to watch over her best friend, and I headed back inside.

Military Mary nabbed me before I could make it back to the kitchen. “Have a seat,” she ordered.

It took a second to realize she was talking to me. She had a least a twenty bingo cards displayed before her several dabbers. She put two cards in front of me and handed me a dabber. I stared at her for a minute. It wasn’t like I didn’t know how to play; I just hadn’t planned on it.

She ran those cards like a boss. “Where is your friend?” she asked, her eyes never stopped scanning her cards. It was a bit unnerving.

“Not sure. She’s probably just at home, tired. It’s been a couple of exciting days.” Did that sound lame? It was the best I could do, seeing that I had no idea where she was, and I was wondering the exact same thing.

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