Dead Men Don't Eat Quiche by Nina Cordoba

Author:Nina Cordoba
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: McMurrow Press
Published: 2019-07-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Rika

The next morning, I was in the shower rinsing the conditioner out of my hair, thinking about what we were going to do today. We didn’t have a lot of likely suspects left to talk to.

As casual as the Kaporskys were, they had to be involved in this somehow, but it was hard to imagine either one of them as a crazed sous chef stabber. And there was something worldly and sophisticated about Valerie, whether she was photographed at a gala or sitting naked in a sauna. I couldn’t imagine her wearing the cheap necklace.

Jemima Harte was at the top of our list to speak to today. She was young and possibly in love with Alberto. If she found out he had other women...

Or maybe she didn’t even know he was married...

Plus, she was young and apparently wore her heart on her sleeve, so it was easier to imagine her being sentimental enough to wear a cheap heart necklace.

By all accounts, Alberto was quite the player. Maybe he gave her the trinket to make her believe she was more than just another conquest. Maybe she found out otherwise and went to the VIP Center restaurant to confront him, and threw it at him.

Nick and I had spent last night in my grandmother’s living room on our lap tops, trying to track down Jemima’s address. While Nick was trying to do it the hard way, by comparing drone photos of her house and the surrounding area with some Google Earth maps, I got on Twitter and tracked down a link to a site where her fans had posted her address.

After about fifteen minutes, I surprised Nick with it. Then, I taunted him with comments about working “smarter.”

But Nick hadn’t seemed bothered that I beat him at all. Instead, he gave me that warm look he always gave me at times like this. An affectionate expression that said he liked how my mind worked in a way no man had ever seemed to appreciate before.

Thinking about it this morning made me feel all melty inside, the same way it did last night. That was until my Tía Madi, who had been sitting sideways on the sofa, as usual, poked me with her toe and said to Nick, “Should I leave you two alone?”

So embarrassing!

And it would have been worse if she’d known about the ache I felt in my chest when he left. I flipped and flopped in bed, trying not to let myself think the worst about my father. But each time I forced my brain from that topic, I saw Nick “wrestling” stupid Marla in a king-sized hotel bed.

Ick!

Needless to say, I was tired and stressed this morning which meant I kept thinking about those little gingerbread pigs the Mexican bakery dropped off fresh at Eddie’s every morning.

I got out of the shower, pulled on my underthings and Ravenclaw t-shirt—blue with silver letters—and was about to blow dry my hair when I heard pounding on the front door.

Nick was early! A thrill shimmied down my back as I pulled my jeans on and told myself not to be so excited.

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