Two Cooks A-Killing: An Angie Amalfi Mystery by Joanne Pence

Author:Joanne Pence [Pence, Joanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, General, Contemporary Women, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents, Mystery & Detective
ISBN: 9780062191137
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2011-12-27T01:07:57+00:00

Chapter 20

Rhonda half stood, then dropped back down in her chair. Bart clutched her hand.

The chef read, “Julia Parker, the time has come for you to speak. Your death is a cancer eating away the hearts of everyone in this family. You will have justice; you will have revenge, and only then will eternal rest be yours.”

“I was told Julia wasn’t part of this story,” Camille said. Tarleton shushed her.

“Be thankful you didn’t write that,” Gwen nattered. “It’s so hokey, my teeth ache.”

“Hokey? It’s claptrap,” Kyle roared. “We already ended that storyline! Julia was killed when she walked out on her boyfriend to go to a cheap bar and let herself be picked up. A transient killed her. Everyone was speculating that it was Cliff, then up popped the real culprit and Cliff spent the next few episodes getting even with everyone who’d called him a murderer.”

“This is horrible,” Rhonda moaned, hands on her cheeks. She was pale beneath her make-up, and her eyes were dilated. “It looks like you’re capitalizing once more on the death of that poor young girl. Wasn’t one season enough?”

Tarleton strode back and forth, glaring at the four actors. The chef and Julia’s ghost hovered near the doorway. “What did we learn during that season?” Tarleton asked. “Nothing.”

“We learned that life has no value,” Kyle tossed his script aside. “And its only use is to extend the storyline. It made me sick.”

“Hey,” Bart said, flipping through the script. “I don’t have any lines in this segment, either.”

Rhonda spun toward him. “Can’t you tell this is a little beyond your lousy lines, you idiot!”

The Julia figure raised her arms and threw back her head. “Murderer! You will pay for your sins. You will pay…for killing me!” Then she ran down the hall toward the family room.

“Who was she talking to?” Bart demanded. He jumped up. “Me?”

Rhonda was on her feet, too. “I’m leaving. This is a travesty.”

“Sit down!” Tarleton ordered. “We aren’t through. We haven’t talked about the most important thing. Who killed Brittany?”

“Brittany?” Bart looked from Tarleton to Rhonda, confused. After a second’s hesitation, he and Rhonda sat. “Don’t you mean Julia?”

“What are you saying?” Rhonda sounded strangled.

“Hold it,” Kyle said, arms out, palms down as if trying to calm everyone. “We don’t need this. Not again.”

“If anyone killed Brittany,” Bart shouted at Tarleton, “it would have been you! God knows, your directing nearly killed her career!”

“Somebody killed her,” Goetring announced behind the laughing Santa mask. The others stopped bickering at once. He continued. “Two women were heard arguing right before she died.”

“Two women?” Bart’s brow furrowed. “I never heard that. How would you know? Who are you?”

“Who cares?” Kyle fumed. “Brittany’s door was locked from the inside with an old-fashioned sliding bolt. If anyone was in the bedroom with her, they couldn’t have gotten out. Brittany was alone and fell.”

“Maybe someone broke through the door lock,” the chef suggested.

“If so, that person would have had a very sore shoulder,” Kyle countered.

“Is that so?” The Santa mask pivoted, the eyes focusing on the actors one by one.

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