Buttercream and Bloodshed (Cassie Desmarais Mysteries Book 2) by Tammy Beck

Author:Tammy Beck [Beck, Tammy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

Sam and I drove to Chateau Dough, and my stomach was twisted in knots. “I told you something was wrong with her,” I said to Sam.

“We don’t know anything yet, Cassie.”

“And she has Victor there, too. You know what he did. You know who he is.”

Sam nodded, clenching his jaw. He kept his eyes on the road, but his knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel harder than was necessary. We both hoped that this was it—this was where we would find our answers.

After we’d found the evidence, a few days had passed where nothing had happened, and I felt sick after being on edge for so long. The perpetrator hadn't been back to the room we found in Joseph's house, so he must have known the police were onto him and had gone into hiding. After the first two days, Leo had pulled the officer back to the station, saying that waiting there was just a waste of time.

Sam had tried to ask his dad about the tenant, but Joseph’s speech was slurred, confused, and he fell asleep again after not too long, making it impossible to get a coherent answer from him. Whatever they’d done to Jospeh, it was affecting him badly.

I had a feeling he was right. Instead, Sam and Leo had put surveillance on all public services, hoping to catch someone in the act of doing something suspicious. They were determined to stop any more disasters before they could unfold, and I felt the same. We couldn’t do with any more pain and death. I didn’t need my name appearing on anything else that caused harm.

Although people had gotten the drift that it wasn’t me that had done it, it still had my name on it and people remember horrible events attached to someone’s name far better than they remembered the good. It was just a simple fact of life. One that whoever was doing this was playing on.

When the police had received a notice about a shipment of craft paper, bows, and boxes, all matching the description of what had been used in the deadly gifts, I insisted on going with Sam to investigate. He’d only called to let me know, but I wasn’t going to miss out on seeing this. I wanted to confront whoever was doing this face-to-face. I wanted to know why.

“I hope this is it,” Sam said. “I really hope the break we’ve been waiting for.”

I nodded, my heart racing. “I just hope we find something concrete. We need answers.”

We arrived at Mandy’s bakery, Chateau Dough, and parked the car. The sight of Mandy’s shop always sent a pang of irritation through me. I’d been curious to know who would take over where Luke had left a hole behind, but then Mandy had come, the first Wells back in town since Victor had been taken away and Martha had passed on. Today, I didn’t just feel irritation. I was filled with dread.

A delivery truck was parked outside when we arrived, workers unloading boxes and carrying them into the bakery.

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