View to a Crime by Winnie Reed

View to a Crime by Winnie Reed

Author:Winnie Reed [Reed, Winnie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WinReed


Chapter Thirteen

“You poor sweetheart. How is your tummy feeling?”

I was prepared for this. I knew Mom would pester Becca about why I jumped off the meeting when I did, hence my having given Becca a reason for it in the first place. If Mom hadn’t gotten a sufficient answer, she would’ve turned her curiosity onto me. I was in no position to handle my mother after smack-talking a stalker.

I held up a hand and waved it back and forth. “So-so. I don’t think it was the food, though. I think maybe I was just nervous about the first book club meeting.”

Mom clicked her tongue as she went about mixing brownie batter. The aroma of chocolate hung in the air and made my stomach growl. If I wasn’t supposed to be nursing an upset digestive system, I would’ve grabbed something to munch on. “You had nothing to be nervous about! Everyone had a great time.”

“I’m glad they did. It really was nice. Becca is such a treasure for putting that together.”

“You struck gold when you found her. Make sure she knows you appreciate all her work.” She cast a pointed look my way. “You wouldn’t want to lose her.”

I gave her a little salute. She wouldn’t let me touch any of the food just in case I was nursing a bug—really, it could be so challenging sometimes, keeping track of little white lies and how they affected day-to-day life—so all I could do was watch her in action while Lola zoomed back and forth across the floor. Good thing she didn’t shed.

“You’ll have to pick the book for next month’s meeting. Becca said the two of you hadn’t come up with a definite choice as of last night, but she would be sending an email soon with the title.”

I ran a distracted hand over my head. Maybe I was checking to make sure the top of it hadn’t blown off at some point. There were just so many plates I had to keep spinning all at once. “Right, sure. I’ll have to talk to her about that.”

Really, what I would have to do was look over the email list. I had already made a mental note to check it out that morning when Becca and I were together. I wanted to see exactly who had signed up and when they’d done it. I knew she added addresses manually when customers came in and expressed interest in receiving our newsletter. I wanted to know which day she’d added Jane’s.

Though would they have used Jane’s email? Or would it be some random address? Either way, I would know, since there were ways of telling who had opened the email with the link to the meeting. That would narrow down my list of potential suspects. I wondered if I could tell who had clicked the link inside. Becca was more familiar with the software than I was, which was why I’d waited overnight rather than looking into it myself.

“I think I’ll keep Lola at the store with me today.



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