Katie was red-faced and indignant, thrusting a newspaper and a notice of some sort into her boss’s hand when she arrived at the office after Detective Reynolds left. “What is it?” Becca asked, alarmed at her normally cool, calm and collected catering manager’s manner. “Mrs. Crestwood went to the ...
To clear his head and stretch his muscles a bit, he decided to take the short walk to Betty’s diner to have a cup of coffee and a bite to eat, while it was still cool, before the smothering humidity of the Calgon summer day descended. “Mornin’, Detective,” Betty called out, when Chas entered the ...
Are you changing your name, moving to Hollywood and becoming a movie star?” Marilyn teased when Tiara came in, ready for pizza and a movie. “Not even close,” her daughter laughed, picking up a chewy, gooey slice of pepperoni pizza and slapping it onto a paper plate for their weekly ritual. “It wa...
Marilyn and Tiara had other plans for the evening, which left her to return alone to the house in which she’d been assaulted by Thomas. Her stomach growled, letting her know that she should eat something, but she just couldn’t find the will to get up and fix something, or to even grab her phone a...
Tiara asked, worried about what Detective Cortland had discovered at her mother’s house. “No, honey. Thank you, but I’m sure I’ll be just fine. Bernard said that the electrician was able to reconnect my power in less than an hour, so I’ll have lights and I’ll make sure that everything is locked u...
She’d crept out of her house before the sun came up, in hopes of catching a glimpse of some sort of suspicious activity at the warehouse. Even if she saw nothing, she was fully prepared to confront Carlos about setting up her innocent daughter. What’s the worst that he could do to her, here on a ...
Birds were singing, the sun was shining, and the scent of the ocean blew breezily through the gossamer fabric covering the window. She didn’t have to keep normal baker’s hours since there was a large segment of the population that thought key lime pie wasn’t a breakfast food, so on mornings like ...
It was dark and deserted, the police had left after their search for evidence, and her back yard was cordoned off with yellow tape – not a welcome sight. She paid the driver and trudged up the steps of the front porch, weary to the bone. Without bothering to even snap on the lights, Marilyn went ...