The Diva Frosts a Cupcake by Krista Davis

Author:Krista Davis
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9781101623428
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2013-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

Dear Sophie,

I’d rather have cupcakes at my wedding than a wedding cake. My mother is pitching a fit. How can I convince her?

—Fit to Be Tied in Romance, Wisconsin

Dear Fit to Be Tied,

Cupcakes have become a popular change from the traditional wedding cake. Talk to your baker. She’ll probably have pictures of lovely wedding cupcakes. Maybe it will help mom compromise if the very top of the cupcake display features a small traditional cake with flowers or a cake topper.

—Sophie

“I remember that,” said Francie. “Spenser was out of town on business. Clarissa had the fright of her life when some man broke into the house and took their things. I heard she hid under the bed so the man wouldn’t see her.”

My concern for Humphrey heightened. All the recent troubles had involved a small circle of cupcake bakers. I didn’t understand what was going on, but it seemed like Humphrey had stepped into a nest of yellow jackets, and one of them had stung him. I set the bowl on the counter and sat down with my friends. One person’s name rattled around in my head—Renee. Humphrey would balk as soon as I mentioned her. He would deny her involvement. How could I get him to see what I was thinking without shoving it down his throat?

“Who has been in your car in the last couple of weeks?” I gave him a window, so he wouldn’t fight me right away.

“No one.”

We stared at him.

“Renee.” He spoke her name like he was doomed. “And Natasha’s dog, Martha.”

Nina gasped. “That’s why Renee killed Muffin!”

There could be a connection, but I didn’t see it. I waited for her to go on.

“Muffin found the bejeweled cupcake in Renee’s apartment and accused her of burglarizing Spenser’s house.”

“Or maybe Renee stumbled upon it and was going to return it to Spenser. I need to talk with Renee!” Humphrey rose from his seat.

“Maybe you should eat breakfast first. Where is Renee anyway?” I rose and folded the egg whites into the batter.

Francie poured more coffee for everyone. “If a man burglarized the Osbourne home, then he must have given it to Renee. Maybe she doesn’t know that it was stolen.”

“Why would she be carrying it around?” asked Nina. “I would have that thing in a safe, or at least well hidden.”

“She stayed at my house for a couple of nights while her place was a crime scene,” said Humphrey. “She probably brought it with her for safekeeping and it slipped out in the car. Oh my gosh, I bet she’s frantic about losing it.”

I heated the pork sausages and warmed the Ebelskiver pan. The scents of spinach and pork mingled with the coffee aroma, and I realized how hungry I was.

Unbidden, Nina set the table with a blue tablecloth, round white Fiesta ware plates, and chocolate and blue toile napkins that boosted the elegance of the table setting immediately. She located the maple syrup in the fridge and brought it to the table.

It warmed my heart

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