Sifting for Suspects by Cindy Bell

Author:Cindy Bell [Bell, Cindy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

When Lucy woke the next morning her body was stiff from sleeping on the couch. Her heart was heavy with the weight of Derek’s approaching funeral, and her frustration level spiked the moment she realized she was no closer to figuring out who killed him. Midway through the day she found herself stacking macarons on a tray. It was to replenish the display in the front window, which was guarded by her mother’s naked fountain. Luckily she hadn’t insisted on putting chocolate in it just yet.

“Sis, you look so far away. What are you thinking about?” Chantelle finished stocking a box of macarons and turned to set it on the counter for pick-up. Jacqueline stepped out of the back with another fresh tray of macarons.

“Tomorrow is the funeral.” Lucy stared at the tray in front of her, though she didn’t really see it.

“Yes, we’ll close the patisserie for a couple of hours.” Jacqueline nodded. “We should all be there.”

“Will Greg be able to handle it okay?” Lucy leaned against the counter beside her sister.

“Yes, in fact the grief counselor said it would give him some closure.”

“That’s good.” Lucy nodded. She didn’t think she’d have closure until the mystery surrounding Derek’s murder was solved and whoever killed Derek was behind bars.

“I can drive you if you like, Lucy.” Chantelle patted her hand.

“No thank you, I’d rather drive myself. Just in case I need some time afterward.” What she didn’t tell her sister was that she planned to talk to as many people as she could at the funeral to try to find out more about Derek’s murder, starting with Lance. The more she thought about his friendship with Derek the more she recognized the competitive factors in it. Yes, they were close, but they were also always trying to one up each other when it came to sales, personal clients and how much weight they could lift. With this on her mind she carried the fresh tray of macarons to the front of the store. Just as she began to arrange them on the display, the door to the patisserie swung open. Startled, she dropped a macaron and bent to pick it up. As she did her head collided with the naked fountain’s abdominal muscles.

“Ouch.”

“Are you okay?” A familiar voice drifted to her ears.

“Yes, I think so.” She straightened up and met Jack’s eyes. “Back for more already?”

“Actually, I came to see you.”

“Oh?” She realized she’d crushed the macaron into crumbs in her hand. “What for?”

“Annaliese told me a bit about the case. I just wanted to check in with you.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t understand.”

“She told me that you were seeing the man who was murdered.”

“Oh, we broke up a few weeks ago.”

“I see.” He locked eyes with her. “It still must be hard for you to handle.”

“I’m fine, thanks.” She walked over to the trashcan and brushed the macaron crumbs into it.

“I’m sorry it must seem strange that I came by to check on you. It’s just that I’ve been in your shoes, and I know what it’s like to bury someone you care about.

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