Kiwi Lime Surprise Murder: A Donut Hole Cozy - Book 40 (Donut Hole Cozy Mystery) by Susan Gillard

Author:Susan Gillard [Gillard, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Guardian Publishing Group
Published: 2017-03-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

The rest of the Donut Delights crew had already shot ahead to the breakfast buffet, artfully prepared by the hotel’s chefs. The Kiwi Lime Surprise Donuts had gone down great as a first course.

“I could eat a horse,” Amy said, and hurried toward the entrance of the dining room. They’d booked in some time at the Key West Aquarium this morning – they had to eat quickly and be on their way in the next twenty.

Heather followed her bestie through the open double doors and into the dining hall, which’d been not so tastefully decorated with palm tree decals and a bright orange ball which was either a poorly rendered rendition of the sun, or an orange.

Florida was famous for that, after all. Oranges. And axe murderers.

Heather grabbed a plate from the end of the trestle table and shuffled down the line, tummy grumbling.

Ames lifted a spoonful of scrambled eggs from a serving dish. “Want some?”

“No, thanks. I’ve never been great with other people’s scrambled egg. I think I’ll get one of the omelets,” Heather said. She skipped down the line toward omelet station.

The woman behind the portable gas stove smiled at her. “What fillings would you like, ma’am?”

“What do you have?” Heather asked.

“I’ve got sausage, bacon, ham, onion, mixed veg, tomato, five different kinds of cheeses, including cheddar, feta, Monterey Jack, uh – uh –” She’d lost the other two kinds of cheese.

“I’ll take some cheddar, ham, and tomato,” Heather said. “Sounds about right to me.”

The woman sighed her relief. She cracked two eggs into a glass bowl and brought out her whisk. “Sorry,” she said. “It’s considered a crime to forget ingredients around here.”

“Oh? Why’s that.”

“Lenny’s a tough task master,” the woman replied.

“What’s your name?” Heather asked.

“Janine,” she said and whisked up the eggs. She bent and brought out containers of freshly grated cheese, one of ham and another filled with diced tomatoes.

“Janine, did you hear about what happened to Daphne Wilder? I believe she was a waitress here,” Heather said. Another question had wormed its way into her mind – one she’d forgotten to ask in the very beginning since she’d been determined not to get involved.

“Yes,” Janine said and focused on the omelet pan. “But we’re not supposed to discuss that with guests.”

“You know, I was the one who found the body,” Heather said, and glanced down the line. “And when I reported it to the receptionist on duty, do you know what he said?”

“What?” Janine asked, and poured the eggs into the piping hot omelet pan. The mixture sizzled and spat.

“Not again. Now, why do you think he would say that?”

Janine shrugged and worked the pan, fluffing the omelet without the use of a spatula.

“Sounds like there was another murder here.”

Janine sprinkled tomato, ham, and cheese over the right side of the open omelet. The delicious scent of cooked egg and melting cheese made Heather’s mouth water despite the situation.

“All right,” Janine said. “You want to know the truth?”

“Very much,” Heather replied. “Call it a curious mind.

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