Cream Pie Murderous Intent: Kim’s Cozy Mystery - Book 2 (Kim’s Cozy Mystery series) by Tom Soule, R Taylor Page A
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liked Jasmine’s family and you know how vindictive they can get,” one citizen gossiped to another.
“I heard she might be on drugs; she is from New York,” another citizen added. Gossip was spreading through the town like a plague.
Eventually, the mayor had had enough; he decided to host a town hall meeting to bring trust among the town people. He knew he had to act.
“I stand before you today to let you know we will get this culprit and conduct a just trial,” Mr. Johnson stated.
“Mr. Mayor, your words hold no sway,” someone rudely explained. “I have my seven year old daughter, and we just don’t feel safe; we are moving to Buckley, and I personally know four families who have left already.”
The town hall ignited in shouts and screams after safety was questioned.
“Let me assure you the police department is doing everything it can. I will even get a special state prosecutor to aid this investigation. I know we can come back from this,” Mayor Johnson told the town hall. Still unhinged, the congregation was displeased with the mayor. Mayor Johnson placed his hand on the old wooden podium. His legacy flickered in his mind.
“Listen here, I have been the mayor for five years. I will not let this destroy us,” Mr. Johnson firmly insisted to the town’s people. His words struck reason into the people, and they started to believe again. With that bold move, the town hall meeting was about to end. Unbeknownst to the people, an outside journalist got inside. Due to all media frenzy, the mayor had blocked outside media from attending.
“Mayor Johnson, I have a quick question,” the journalist proposed. “Is it true your daughter is the main suspect, and that she has been, in fact, held overnight since Monday?”
Paralyzed with shock, the mayor stood dumfounded. How could his brilliant chef of a daughter get caught up with this murder? Kim had hosted the entire Governor’s Ball, serving her famous Cherry Pie Supreme to the governor and his patrons. What reason do the police have to suspect her? Mayor Johnson adamantly pondered.
“That’s all for today folks; that’s just a nasty rumor. Ms. Johnson is doing what she can to support the investigation,” said an advisor for the mayor. The mayor slid off the stage at the end of the town hall meeting. He quivered in fear as he called Sharon to figure out what happened to Kim. Sharon was Kim’s beautiful brunette best friend who had assisted with managing Kim’s catering business at the Johnson Resort.
“Sharon, don’t play games with me young lady. I thought you were my daughter’s best friend. Why the hell didn’t you tell me she went down to the station?” Mr. Johnson demanded angrily over the phone.
“Sir, she told me not to tell you; she didn’t want you to worry since she knew you had to deal with the town and the governor. She didn’t want to alarm you,” Sharon tearfully confessed to the mayor.
“That was foolish, and you know better; where is Kim now?” Mayor Johnson inquired.
Sharon pursed her lips. “I don’t know. I haven’t spoken to her. I assumed she just wanted some time with her fiancé Sam.”
“Sharon never do that again; call me the second you hear anything,” Mr. Johnson insisted.
“Yes sir, I will find her now,” Sharon said responsibly.
The mayor moved to his next victim; he climbed in the back of his black SUV towards the police station. Sheriff King would be the next to feel his fury .The mayor’s cold blooded presence was felt the second he arrived at the police station. The officers at the entrance held their heads down, making sure not to lock eyes with the mayor. The mayor’s monstrous fury was on display as he passed all the fellow police officers at their work desks, continuing his giant strides toward Sheriff King’s office.
“How dare you arrest my daughter and keep her for days in a jail cell? Have you lost
“I heard she might be on drugs; she is from New York,” another citizen added. Gossip was spreading through the town like a plague.
Eventually, the mayor had had enough; he decided to host a town hall meeting to bring trust among the town people. He knew he had to act.
“I stand before you today to let you know we will get this culprit and conduct a just trial,” Mr. Johnson stated.
“Mr. Mayor, your words hold no sway,” someone rudely explained. “I have my seven year old daughter, and we just don’t feel safe; we are moving to Buckley, and I personally know four families who have left already.”
The town hall ignited in shouts and screams after safety was questioned.
“Let me assure you the police department is doing everything it can. I will even get a special state prosecutor to aid this investigation. I know we can come back from this,” Mayor Johnson told the town hall. Still unhinged, the congregation was displeased with the mayor. Mayor Johnson placed his hand on the old wooden podium. His legacy flickered in his mind.
“Listen here, I have been the mayor for five years. I will not let this destroy us,” Mr. Johnson firmly insisted to the town’s people. His words struck reason into the people, and they started to believe again. With that bold move, the town hall meeting was about to end. Unbeknownst to the people, an outside journalist got inside. Due to all media frenzy, the mayor had blocked outside media from attending.
“Mayor Johnson, I have a quick question,” the journalist proposed. “Is it true your daughter is the main suspect, and that she has been, in fact, held overnight since Monday?”
Paralyzed with shock, the mayor stood dumfounded. How could his brilliant chef of a daughter get caught up with this murder? Kim had hosted the entire Governor’s Ball, serving her famous Cherry Pie Supreme to the governor and his patrons. What reason do the police have to suspect her? Mayor Johnson adamantly pondered.
“That’s all for today folks; that’s just a nasty rumor. Ms. Johnson is doing what she can to support the investigation,” said an advisor for the mayor. The mayor slid off the stage at the end of the town hall meeting. He quivered in fear as he called Sharon to figure out what happened to Kim. Sharon was Kim’s beautiful brunette best friend who had assisted with managing Kim’s catering business at the Johnson Resort.
“Sharon, don’t play games with me young lady. I thought you were my daughter’s best friend. Why the hell didn’t you tell me she went down to the station?” Mr. Johnson demanded angrily over the phone.
“Sir, she told me not to tell you; she didn’t want you to worry since she knew you had to deal with the town and the governor. She didn’t want to alarm you,” Sharon tearfully confessed to the mayor.
“That was foolish, and you know better; where is Kim now?” Mayor Johnson inquired.
Sharon pursed her lips. “I don’t know. I haven’t spoken to her. I assumed she just wanted some time with her fiancé Sam.”
“Sharon never do that again; call me the second you hear anything,” Mr. Johnson insisted.
“Yes sir, I will find her now,” Sharon said responsibly.
The mayor moved to his next victim; he climbed in the back of his black SUV towards the police station. Sheriff King would be the next to feel his fury .The mayor’s cold blooded presence was felt the second he arrived at the police station. The officers at the entrance held their heads down, making sure not to lock eyes with the mayor. The mayor’s monstrous fury was on display as he passed all the fellow police officers at their work desks, continuing his giant strides toward Sheriff King’s office.
“How dare you arrest my daughter and keep her for days in a jail cell? Have you lost
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