Your Goose Is Cooked (A LaTisha Barnhart Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
“It’s not young either. His favorite is 2 percent milk, though I’ve suggested he drink skim. You feed him eggs and bacon every morning and he’ll be devoted to you for what’s left of your life.” “Thanks for the encouragement.” I beamed at her. “My pleasure.” Sasha toyed with the silk scarf tied artfully at her neck. Her hands drifted toward her showcase. “Fake jewelry.” She eyed me. “Don’t let this out. If Michael Nooseman gets hold of this it will ruin my store.” “Then be the first to give him a statement. Apologize and offer a recall and cash back for the earrings you sold.” “I can’t afford to give the cash back.” “Then offer store credit.” “Those were expensive earrings.” “They were also fake. Not worth much at all.” I leaned in on her glass counter and opened my eyes wide. “You see here, you have two choices, offer cash back”—a finger went up to underscore the first offer—“or store credit”—my middle finger joined my index.
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