Death By Rum Balls by Colleen Mooney

Author:Colleen Mooney [Mooney, Colleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mardi Gras, Schnauzer, crime, New Orleans, police, bars, Dog
ISBN: 9780990552772
Publisher: New Orleans Fast Dog Publishing
Published: 2018-02-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

After I fed Meaux, I called the president of the cooking club, Ms. Agnes Reyes. Frank said she was elderly and probably couldn’t hear well. If that turned out to be the case, then I’d ask, loudly, if I could come visit her.

“Ms. Reyes,” I said after hearing a soft-spoken hello on the other end of the call.

“Yes. This is Agnes Reyes. Who is this?”

After I introduced myself and stated the reason for the call, Ms. Reyes asked me to call her Agnes. I was speaking in a normal voice—not a raised voice—that she could hear perfectly fine.

“Can you tell me whose names were assigned the numbers for the blind rum ball taste exchange?” I asked after I explained Julia’s brother had been eating a box when he appeared to have been poisoned.

“Certainly. Let me get my notebook for the club.” She left the phone for a moment and returned saying, “Okay, is there a number in particular, or do you want all eight of them?”

I asked for all eight and wrote them down as she dictated the names and numbers. She went on to say that her number had been number eight and confirmed Julia was number three. She went on to explain that she ordered the boxes so they would all be uniform to make the exchange more fun and in keeping with the blind taste test.

I asked Agnes if she sent her box with toothpicks of any sort or knew of anyone in the club who liked to use flowers or parts of plants for garnish. She said she didn’t send anything in her box except rum balls. She checked all the boxes and numbered them before she had her grandson drop them at Julia’s. She made sure only rum balls would be in the boxes and the members couldn’t give any clues as to which box was theirs to influence voting.

“Could someone have hidden a clue on the bottom, inside the box?” I asked.

“Maybe, but I looked in every box and I think I would have seen something there other than rum balls,” Agnes said.

“Thanks for your time and for speaking with me,” I said.

“That is terrible for that young man and his new wife,” Agnes said. “I know some of the members don’t like Julia, but I truly do not think someone in our club would go to that extreme. She can be a tad bit much to take from time to time. I’ve known all of these women, and their mothers, since they were little girls. I started this cooking club with their grandmothers.”

“Yes, I agree. I’ve known Julia a while, and she often speaks first without thinking,” I said.

“And she speaks rather loudly. You should talk to her about that,” Agnes said. “She might need to have her hearing checked.”

I imagined seeing a smile on the face of the lady at the other end of the call.

I thanked her and hung up. Agnes was sharp and seemed on top of the goings on with the cooking club.

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