Groomed for Murder by Laura Durham

Author:Laura Durham
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Broadmoor Books

Chapter 17

“Renee!” The shrill voice was accompanied with a sharp clap of hands. “This is the not the time to socialize.”

Tina Pink strode across the open terrace, a pair of sunglasses with the gold Gucci monogram on each side holding her straight blond hair off her face. I noticed she looked too tan for DC in the spring, but the lines around her eyes told me it wasn’t courtesy of fake-and-bake or bronzer. I’d bet money she was a tanning bed aficionado.

When she saw me and Kate standing with Renee, she forced a smile. “Oh, it’s you two.”

“Hi, Tina,” Kate returned her fake smile. “Love your white-on-white styled shoot. Cutting-edge.”

Tina’s expression told me she didn’t know if Kate was being sincere or not. “Thanks. Why are you up here?”

“We’re showing the space to a client,” I answered. “We called ahead to see if the terrace was available a week ago.”

Tina twitched one shoulder. “This was last minute. I didn’t call the rental order in until last night.”

Since their delivery schedules were set the day before, I knew the rental company must have loved that.

“We’ll stay out of your way,” I said. “Our clients only need a peek at the view and the size of the rooftop.”

Renee looked over her shoulder at the table. “Shouldn’t the individual cakes be here by now, Tina?”

Tina tapped the sheaf of papers in her hands. “Why don’t you read your schedule and tell me, Renee?” She rolled her eyes and gave us a backward look. “I need to get back to work.”

Renee followed her as Tina stormed over to the table, saw there were no cakes, and began screaming into her phone at an unnamed baker. I watched as Renee ran toward the elevators and disappeared. If she was smart, she was catching a ride home so she could work on her resignation letter.

“Have I mentioned lately what a great boss you are?” Kate said, her voice low even though Tina couldn’t have heard us over her own shrieking.

“She definitely has a temper,” I said, observing Tina pacing in front of the long table and waving her arms as she talked.

Kate eyed me. “What are you thinking?”

I gave myself a shake. “Tina is another person who knew Cher, and she happened to have an issue with her.”

“But from what Renee said, it sounded like Cher was the wounded party. Not Tina.”

I watched Tina’s florist cringing under a verbal onslaught regarding the wilted flower Tina shook in the trembling woman’s face. “I doubt Tina is ever the wounded party.”

Kate focused on something over my shoulder, and her expression changed into one I’d recognize anywhere. There was an attractive man approaching.

“Hi Mark, Laurel,” I said as I turned to greet our newest bride and groom.

Laurel was my height with light-brown hair she wore in a pixie cut, and Mark had wavy, dark hair and starkly contrasting blue eyes. I thought our bride was adorable and our groom swoon worthy. I pinched Kate’s leg to remind her to behave.

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