New York Cheesecake Chaos by Addison Moore

Author:Addison Moore [Moore, Addison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hollis Thatcher Press, LTD.
Published: 2019-01-09T16:00:00+00:00

Alien Encounters, Comics, and More! is everything I had imagined it would be—dusty, musty, and rusty. And have I mentioned overladen with knickknacks and enough comics to wrap the world in twice?

Curt leans in as we struggle to make our way to the front, no thanks to the boxes cluttered up the aisles.

“This place is a tinderbox,” he whispers.

“It’s nice to know we’re still on the same page about some things.”

“I know. That’s why I’m shocked to realize you’re not going to be Mrs. Vanderlin one day soon.”

“You mean the first ex-Mrs. Vanderlin.” I can’t help but blink a quick smile his way. “You have Rigby for that.”

“She won’t mind holding off while we do the deed.”

“That’s not how marriages work. Nobody should be holding off while other people do the deed. Marriage is sacred and should be treated as such.” Noah and Britney flit through my mind, and I nearly eat it as I trip over a small weighted box invisible to the naked eye.

Curt catches me and helps me regain my balance. “So, who are you going to marry? Are you going to be Mrs. Cop or Mrs. Judge?”

“It’s Mrs. Fox or Mrs. Baxter, and seeing that the first position is already taken, I—” A vision of Everett and me walking down the aisle hits home, and I can’t seem to catch my breath. Marrying Everett would be fun and exciting, and I’d finally get to take things to the mat with him—and by mat, I mean mattress. Not that the invite isn’t already there.

“Can I help you?” a man calls from behind a glass counter, and we make our way over. Lo and behold, it’s Simon himself. I’ve seen him hanging around Felicity every now and again, but I doubt he recognizes me. He’s medium height, medium brown hair, medium build, and his personality, well, it’s sort of medium, too.

I briefed Curt in the car about how important it was for him to hold the dumb end of the investigative stick and keep his lips zipped.

Curt leans in. “We’re looking into a homicide that occurred last week and have reason to believe that you have information on the killer.”

And there’s that. I should have known better. There is no zipper strong enough to seal his wandering lips. Something I should have learned years ago.

Simon shakes his head as if he were sorry to hear it. “That was my girlfriend’s mother.” An all too familiar story at this point. “She had an interesting life, to say the least. Her husband died years ago. She started her own business without so much as a dime to her name and became a success at what she did.”

“The flower shop.” I nod. “How’s your girlfriend taking this?”

He shoots a dirty look to a wall congested with so many comics it looks as if a paper avalanche will go off if one of us sneezes.

“Felicity isn’t exactly speaking to me at the moment. She thinks I caused her mother’s downfall.”

“Downfall?” My adrenaline spikes.

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