of the murders. Will you do that for me, Kat? I’ll be in your debt forever if you do. I need you to come down to the police station and tell the detective in charge of the case what you know.” Kat glanced around. “I’ll be happy to come down to the station with you, Carolyn. But do you mind if I finish my set first?”
Chapter 8 Babs stared at her computer screen as Carolyn and Kat hovered over her desk. Babs turned to them and frowned up at Carolyn. “Just exactly what are you saying? I would love to help you, I’m just very busy.” “Don’t you see?” Carolyn asked. “Kat got a lunchbox from Karl the same morning Porky and Monica died.” “Yes, I understand that,” Babs replied. “Is that supposed to tell me something?” Carolyn took a deep breath. “Kat is willing to testify that she got a turkey sandwich in her lunchbox. Karl wouldn’t have made more than one kind of sandwich. That would have taken too long and been too much work. All the lunchboxes that left The Heights would have contained the same type of sandwich.” Babs nodded. “But what does this have to do with the case? Karl might have only spread the poisonous mayonnaise on the victim’s sandwiches.” “Because the sandwiches that killed Porky and Monica were ham sandwiches,” Carolyn blurted. “Your lab report should have told you that.” Babs’ gaze drifted from the two and her lips parted. She looked down and went through the folders on her desk. Opening the folder she was looking for, she ran her finger down the page. “Yes, you are right, it was a ham sandwich. How did you know about that? We never released that information to the media. We only reported on the poisonous mushroom mayonnaise found in the lunchboxes.” “That’s exactly what I’m trying to tell you.” Carolyn replied, opening up her laptop and placing it on Babs’ desk. “Take a look at this blog post.” Babs peered at the screen. “What am I looking for?” “Right here,” Carolyn pointed. “This is Phillip Sawyer’s blog. He owns Sawyer B & B. He wrote this blog post the morning after you arrested Karl. He even offered a ‘Karl’ discount to all The Heights’ guests to come over to his B & B instead. Look right there. He wrote, ‘ Don’t go to The Heights unless you want your ham sandwich topped with poisonous mayo for lunch ’. There is even a link to the news report but he probably missed the fact it didn’t include any mention of the sandwich.” Babs read the page with a furrowed brow. “Hmm. All right. I understand now. I better go talk to Karl.” “I’m coming with you,” Carolyn blurted. Babs held up one hand. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea. You know Karl isn’t very happy with you right now.” “I’m coming,” Carolyn insisted. “I just cleared my husband of a double murder. I want to see him when you confirm it.” “You haven’t cleared him yet. Karl has to corroborate your findings first.” Babs sighed as she looked up at the excited women in front of her. “All right. You can come, but you’re going to sit there and not say a word. Do you hear me? Not one single word. I’m doing all the talking. Do you understand that?” Carolyn could scarcely contain her excitement. “I understand.” Babs turned to Kat. “You can go now, Kat, but I’ll need to take another complete statement from you before the day is over.” Kat nodded and headed for the door. “You can find me at The Heights when you’re ready.” Babs stopped. “The Heights? I thought you were staying at Stan’s?” “I was,” Kat replied. “I’m moving back to The Heights just as soon as I get my bag packed.” “You’re booked to perform at Stan’s for the rest of the week,” Carolyn pointed out. “You can’t back out of your commitment.” “I talked with Stan,” Kat replied. “He thought it was a good idea for me to go back to The Heights. He said he would pick me up for my last two