Carnations and Chaos (Port Danby Cozy Mystery Book 2) by London Lovett

Author:London Lovett [Lovett, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wild Fox Press
Published: 2017-10-14T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

My unpleasant few minutes with Detective Briggs had put me through a series of emotions beginning with flabbergasted and ending with exasperated, with a touch of heavy heart in between. He had moved on to the opposite end of the fair. Briggs might have upset me, but that didn't mean I should starve myself. I decided to give one of the Sandwich Queen's treats a try.

The Sandwich Queen had gone off to shop in town, leaving behind two young girls who were eager to help and to let me know which sandwiches were, in their opinion, the best. In the end I decided to try a triple grilled cheese with tomato and pickles. As I waited for my sandwich to come out of the grilled cheese press, I noticed Mayor Price walking, or rather, marching across the street from his office building. His signature puffy moustache rocked back and forth like a boat on a rough sea and his cheeks were dark pink with anger.

I searched around but didn't see Yolanda. The news crews had packed up their equipment, but they lingered around the news vans, possibly just waiting for their next destination order. I didn't know enough about news crews to hazard a guess. But the story here, was, thus far, fairly uneventful. I wouldn't expect them to stay long in Port Danby. And with the sour lemon twist on the mayor's face, for Yolanda's sake, I hoped they'd drive off soon.

"Here you go," said the spunky girl with a spray of freckles across her nose that reminded me of my own freckled nose.

"Looks yummy. Thanks." I searched around for a place to sit, but most of the tables were taken. The murder hadn't slowed people's cravings for delicious treats.

I headed across the path to a patch of shade. I took a big bite and with it being a triple grilled cheese, the bite was still attached to the sandwich by a mozzarella cheese umbilical cord. I was using my chin and my fingers to un-attach myself when the mayor spurted my name behind me. (Spurting was the best verb I could come up with to describe the way Mayor Price said my name.)

"Miss Pinkerton."

I turned slowly around, having just been victorious in freeing my bite from the sandwich. I quickly chewed and swallowed. "Yes, Mayor Price?"

He pointed up to the top of an ash tree. "Is that your crow?" The mayor truly had a bee in his bonnet about my pet.

I squinted up to the tree. The top branches were moving, but there was no breeze. Some magenta colored leaves fluttered down. The crow on the top branch was surveying the goody filled scene below.

"No, Mayor Price, that's not my crow."

Several yards away at the Sweet Cherry Pie booth, Celeste Bower was flailing her arms and yelling 'go away'. Her hens had chimed in on the frenetic energy in the booth. Chicken feathers filled the air like in a slumber party pillow fight. And at the center of the melee was none other than my pet.

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