I spotted them in the back, huddled together at a small table near the display of packaged coffee beans. We were getting together to devise menu plans for Rosemary’s family that we could then split between the book club members. If everyone pitched in and prepared some easy meals that could be frozen and reheated whenever Ed and the kids were hungry, we’d be taking one small burden from their shoulders. “You look cute!” Dora gave me a big hug before I sank onto a chair. “I almost bought that same outfit last week.” “Thanks, hon.” I glanced over at the counter where a line snaked halfway toward the front door. “This place is insane. How long have you two been here?” Eve smirked. “Forever,” she said. “And you’re late, Jana.” “I’m sorry,” I said remorsefully. “Sonja and I were at the police station talking to Detective Ford.” Eve’s eyes flashed a dark scowl. “You still trying to play Nancy Drew?” I was stunned by her harsh comment. “We’re trying to help in any way to find Rosemary’s killer.”
