Death Is Like A Box Of Chocolates (A Chocolate Covered Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
No bikes littering the front lawn. No one waiting for me in my apartment. A pang of disquiet hit me for the first time ever. Wow, was I growing up? I shook off the wistful feeling and went in. Look where all that got Colleen. Lights were on in Erica’s apartment but my natural desire to avoid emotional conflicts still warred with my curiosity of what the heck was happening up there. Or more accurately, what the heck did it have to do with Denise’s murder? Did Mark really kill Denise? And use my chocolates to do it? It was hard to believe. Plus, Erica and I were a team, and that team was in trouble. I climbed the stairs quietly and peeked into her home office. Erica was near tears. Bean was scowling in anger. Mark sat slouched in a chair seeming defeated and defiant at the same time, like a teenager rebelling against the tyranny of curfew. “I didn’t kill Denise,” Mark said as I walked in.
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