Buttercream Murder: A Frosted Love Cozy Mystery - Book 7 (Frosted Love Cozy Mysteries) by Carol Durand, Summer Prescott Page A
Authors: Carol Durand, Summer Prescott
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before I left, but I just had to get away. It wasn’t a planned thing, I just reached a point emotionally where I couldn’t stand being cooped up in my house feeling like a criminal anymore and I just had to get out of there, so I threw a few things into a bag and hit the road on my bike. I rode to the bus station, grabbed a ticket to New Orleans, and stayed overnight in a B & B.”
“Why would you do such a thing? Didn’t you know I’d be worried?” Missy chastised her, relieved but frustrated.
“Well, I wasn’t really thinking clearly because I’d had a really strange phone call that freaked me out,” she admitted, embarrassed.
“A strange call?” Chas stepped in. “What was strange about it?”
“Someone called and started laughing at me, but the laughter was really creepy – it sounded deranged or something, but sort of familiar too.”
Missy’s eyes went wide. “That’s exactly what happened to me too, and I thought that it sounded familiar! Chas, do you think that this is someone that we know?”
“If it is, I can’t think of who it would be. Echo, did you ever speak with Jonathan Michener from Creamy Delight?” he asked.
“Sure, he called me a couple of times and stopped by the shop once, but we were busy so I didn’t get to spend much time with him. Do you think he’s the one who made the calls?” she asked in a hushed voice.
“It’s possible. Was he hostile to you at all during your conversations?”
“Hmm…I wouldn’t say that he was hostile. Persuasive, certainly, but not threatening. I understand he and Missy didn’t exactly see eye to eye though,” she glanced at her friend.
Missy snorted, “That’s a bit of an understatement. But, Chas, didn’t you say that he had an alibi?”
“Yes, he did, but being in another country wouldn’t preclude him from making strange phone calls,” Beckett mused, deep in thought.
“So what do we do now?” Missy asked.
“You two, stay here. I’m going to the office to contact Mr. Jonathan Michener,” he replied, his jaw set. In less than ten minutes, Chas was freshly showered, dressed in a somber grey suit and on his way to the LaChance Police Department.
Chapter 12
While Chas was away, Missy filled Echo in on everything that had happened in her absence.
“There was blood in my house?” she shuddered. “How on earth did it get there?”
“That’s what I wanted to know, I was so worried that something had happened to you,” Missy exclaimed. “Are you sure that you didn’t cut yourself or something?”
“Nope, I was perfectly healthy when I left. It’s bizarre that blood would turn up in my house when I wasn’t even home.”
“Chas thinks that maybe the blood was put there just to try to scare us. The same thing happened at my house, which is why I stayed here last night.”
“Aww…that’s too bad,” Echo teased. “And here I thought perhaps your relationship was more involved than I thought,” she made Missy blush. “Honestly, I didn’t think I’d find you here, but when no one was home at your house, I thought that it was at least possible,” she shrugged.
“Chas offered to let me stay here with Toffee until the murder is solved, but I don’t want to impose,” she said, fanning the flames that seemed to have taken over her cheeks.
“Impose? Girl, if you can’t tell, that man is crazy about you! He offered to let you stay because he was hoping that you’d take him up on it, silly,” Echo grinned, her joy at Missy’s relationship momentarily eclipsing her fear and worry.
“He is pretty wonderful,” she smiled shyly.
“Ya think? I’d give my left foot for a chance with a guy like that. You’re one lucky lady.”
“Yeah, as long as I don’t end up in jail with my best friend,” Missy brought the conversation back to their harsh reality.
“You don’t really think that they still suspect us, do you?” Echo asked, skeptical.
“I wish I knew.”
“I hope you called me down here
“Why would you do such a thing? Didn’t you know I’d be worried?” Missy chastised her, relieved but frustrated.
“Well, I wasn’t really thinking clearly because I’d had a really strange phone call that freaked me out,” she admitted, embarrassed.
“A strange call?” Chas stepped in. “What was strange about it?”
“Someone called and started laughing at me, but the laughter was really creepy – it sounded deranged or something, but sort of familiar too.”
Missy’s eyes went wide. “That’s exactly what happened to me too, and I thought that it sounded familiar! Chas, do you think that this is someone that we know?”
“If it is, I can’t think of who it would be. Echo, did you ever speak with Jonathan Michener from Creamy Delight?” he asked.
“Sure, he called me a couple of times and stopped by the shop once, but we were busy so I didn’t get to spend much time with him. Do you think he’s the one who made the calls?” she asked in a hushed voice.
“It’s possible. Was he hostile to you at all during your conversations?”
“Hmm…I wouldn’t say that he was hostile. Persuasive, certainly, but not threatening. I understand he and Missy didn’t exactly see eye to eye though,” she glanced at her friend.
Missy snorted, “That’s a bit of an understatement. But, Chas, didn’t you say that he had an alibi?”
“Yes, he did, but being in another country wouldn’t preclude him from making strange phone calls,” Beckett mused, deep in thought.
“So what do we do now?” Missy asked.
“You two, stay here. I’m going to the office to contact Mr. Jonathan Michener,” he replied, his jaw set. In less than ten minutes, Chas was freshly showered, dressed in a somber grey suit and on his way to the LaChance Police Department.
Chapter 12
While Chas was away, Missy filled Echo in on everything that had happened in her absence.
“There was blood in my house?” she shuddered. “How on earth did it get there?”
“That’s what I wanted to know, I was so worried that something had happened to you,” Missy exclaimed. “Are you sure that you didn’t cut yourself or something?”
“Nope, I was perfectly healthy when I left. It’s bizarre that blood would turn up in my house when I wasn’t even home.”
“Chas thinks that maybe the blood was put there just to try to scare us. The same thing happened at my house, which is why I stayed here last night.”
“Aww…that’s too bad,” Echo teased. “And here I thought perhaps your relationship was more involved than I thought,” she made Missy blush. “Honestly, I didn’t think I’d find you here, but when no one was home at your house, I thought that it was at least possible,” she shrugged.
“Chas offered to let me stay here with Toffee until the murder is solved, but I don’t want to impose,” she said, fanning the flames that seemed to have taken over her cheeks.
“Impose? Girl, if you can’t tell, that man is crazy about you! He offered to let you stay because he was hoping that you’d take him up on it, silly,” Echo grinned, her joy at Missy’s relationship momentarily eclipsing her fear and worry.
“He is pretty wonderful,” she smiled shyly.
“Ya think? I’d give my left foot for a chance with a guy like that. You’re one lucky lady.”
“Yeah, as long as I don’t end up in jail with my best friend,” Missy brought the conversation back to their harsh reality.
“You don’t really think that they still suspect us, do you?” Echo asked, skeptical.
“I wish I knew.”
“I hope you called me down here
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