Sugar Cookie Murder by Joanne Fluke

Author:Joanne Fluke [Fluke, Joanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Mystery & Detective, General, Women Sleuths, Mystery, Food And Drink - Cooking, Mystery - Crime, Mystery - Cozy Mystery, Adult, Food And Drink - Food
ISBN: 9780758247209
Google: U1X4IljwtA8C
Amazon: B002D9ZKNS
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2005-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

“Sorry about that,” Hannah said, hurrying to the group of chairs where her sisters were sitting. ‘I got hung up at Kiddie Korner borrowing this steno pad.”

“Did you see Tracey?” Andrea asked.

“No, she was at the library watching a Disney movie with her friends.” Hannah opened her mouth to tell Andrea about the Santa letter, but she thought better of it and clamped her lips shut again. Andrea would only worry if she knew that Tracey had guessed about the murder. “Did you find anyone who knew Mary Kay Hinklemeyer?”

“Not a single person,” Andrea said, sounding very frustrated. “The closest I came was Joe Dietz. He said he served with a guy named Sam Hinklemeyer when he was in the army, but he was pretty sure Sam came from Idaho.”

“Same here, except I didn’t find anybody who knew any Hinklemeyers at all,” Michelle reported.

“Okay. Since we’re not going to get anywhere with that, let’s regroup.” Hannah reached into both of her sweater pockets and drew out the stacks of folded napkins. “The first thing to do is transfer these notes to the steno pad Janice gave me.”

Andrea picked up one of the napkins and attempted to read it. “Is this a blot from your pen, or food?”

“I don’t know. You take notes and I’ll read the napkins,” Hannah delegated, handing the pink notebook to Andrea. “You listen, Michelle, and if you think of something I missed, sing out.”

“Right.” Michelle got up to fetch the wastebasket that stood near the front door, pausing to give Lonnie a little pat on the arm before she returned. “Here, Hannah. After you read them, toss them in here.”

Hannah picked up the first napkin and squinted at it. Andrea was right. The ink had run, and the area where it had met a grease spot looked a lot like the first Rorschach card. “It looks like … “ Hannah resisted the urge to say a vase, or a mirror image of a person in profile. Instead she concentrated on making out the letters. “Kirby. It’s Kirby Welles. As far as I know, he was the last person to talk to Brandi before she was killed. Kirby told me he met Brandi in the cloakroom shortly after seven-thirty.”

“That was right after she went to the ladies’ room with me,” Michelle pointed out. “Better write that down, too.”

Andrea looked a bit exasperated. “I’ve got it. Actually, I’ve got it in two places. I’m making a timeline here. What time did you go to the ladies’ room, Michelle?”

“A quarter after seven. I looked at my watch.”

“Okay, Brandi was at the table with Martin until seven-fifteen. Then she went to the ladies room with Michelle. You talked to her until seven-thirty, Michelle?”

“That’s right. I was asking her questions about her life in Vegas.”

“And you learned what?”

“Hold on!” Hannah complained, “I’m looking for a toy soldier here.”

“You’re what?” both younger sisters asked in perfect unison.

“A toy soldier. I used a napkin with a toy soldier on it to write down what Michelle told me.

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