Sweet Suspects: Book 12 in The Donut Mysteries (Volume 12)
Jessica Beck
Language: English
Pages: 200
ISBN: 149439930X
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
From New York Times Bestselling Author Jessica Beck, Donut Mystery #12, Flours for the Funeral! Suzanne and Grace must track down a killer when one of their old classmates is murdered at their high school reunion. There are plenty of suspects gathered back together in April Springs for the big event, and more than one former student’s secrets thought long buried in the past may end up coming back to haunt them all.
I Hunt Killers (Jasper Dent, Book 1)
Keepsake Crimes (Scrapbooking Mysteries, Book 1)
Murder at Breakfast (Dekker Cozy Mystery, Book 4)
The Hot Pink Farmhouse (A Berger and Mitry Mystery, Book 2)
solve his murder so quickly?” Tom asked, pointedly ignoring both of us now. “Why don’t we revisit that in three days and see where we stand then?” “Is that an order?” “Think of it more as a strongly worded request,” the chief said. “Fine,” Tom said as he turned back to the clerk, who’d been discreetly listening to every word of our conversation. “It appears that I’ll need my room for two more nights after all.” “Yes, sir,” she said as she started the process of his extension.
at least some level of success,” she said. After she shut her laptop down and closed it, Grace said, “I’m ready if you are.” “Then let’s go find the police chief and show him what we’ve found,” I said. “Chief, do you have a minute?” I asked when I phoned him. I wanted to spring my evidence on him in person, but in order to do that, I had to know where he was first. “Just about that,” he said. “What’s going on?” “The thing is, I can’t do it over the phone. Are you in your office?”
aren’t we?” “What choice do we have? We can’t exactly come out and ask Zane, can we? Candy’s the only one we can talk to to see if what Helen just told us was the truth.” “I’m not looking forward to that conversation,” Grace said. “I’m not either,” I said, “but there’s no time like the present. Let’s go see if we can find Candy at her gym and ask her about that slap.” “I wonder if she’ll tell us the truth about it,” Grace said as I started to drive away. “It would be a refreshing
we got to Grace’s house. “Hi, Emma,” I said as I pulled in and shut off the engine. “What’s up?” “Hey, Suzanne. Is this a good time to talk?” “Sure. Hang on for one second, okay?” I asked, and then I held my hand over the phone and told Grace, “It’s Emma. I’ll be right in.” “Is anything wrong?” Grace asked. I shrugged. “I don’t think so,” I said, and then I asked Emma, “Is anything wrong?” “No, not on my end.” “Good,” I said. “One more second.” I told Grace, “No, it’s good.
“Thanks again for waiting.” “We were happy to do it,” Jennifer said. “Now, let’s talk about Murder for the Birds. How did you all like it?” “I have to admit that I wasn’t a fan of the idea of reading a bird lovers mystery, but it was mostly good,” Hazel said as she nibbled around the edges of her fritter as though it was the only thing she was going to be eating that day. I sincerely hoped that wasn’t true. “The character development was good, but the murder method was a little too