A Frozen Scoop of Murder: A Cozy Mystery (Caesars Creek Mystery Series Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

have been something like peanut dust in the roses!”
     
    “Makes sense,” Paige said. “Everyone is saying she took a big whiff right before her throat swelled.”
     
    “Yeah, the cops took the roses and pieces of glass from the vase for evidence. They also took her purse as well,” Stormie agreed.
     
    “That’s odd her epi pen wasn’t in her purse,” I said straightening my apron. “She always has that with her. And if it was peanut dust in the rose petals, why and how did it get there?”
     
    “Probably because someone wanted to off her,” Stormi claimed. “What better way than to give her something she’s allergic to and then steal her epi pen.”
     
    “Plus everyone in town knows she’s allergic to peanuts so that makes everyone a suspect,” Paige said.
     
    “But, that person has to have access to the roses and her purse,” I said. “That would narrow down the suspect pool considerably.”
     
    “So who does that leave?” Stormi asked as we walked back to my booth. “Mr. Florez, Trixie, Mr. Jenkins possibly.”
     
    “And Trevor,” Paige said.
     
    “Oh come on,” Stormi exclaimed.
     
    “No, you come on.” Paige was adamant we keep him in the suspect list. “Look, he just showed up in town and now his Aunt’s dead. That’s suspicious to me.”
     
    I had to admit it was but then he didn’t seem like the type at all. However, what do you always hear friends and family say about a murderer….that they couldn’t believe they were capable of murder. I shuddered.
     
    By the time we got back to the booth Sam and Courtney had already heard the news. They also were told that Mr. Florez and Trevor were taken down to the police station for questioning.
     
    “I’m sure they were,” Stormi said. “Since they are the two closest to her, I’m sure the police wanted to find out who had access to her roses and purse.”
     
    “They did!” Paige exclaimed.
     
    “What about that creepy Mr. Jenkins?” Stormi asked. “He definitely had the look of a killer today with that scowl etched on his face.”
     
    “Yeah, he did not like what he saw concerning Mr. F. and Miss G,” I said. “It seemed like he was stalking them too.”
     
    “What about Trixie?” Stormi asked. “I don’t want to think she’d be capable of something like this, but she and Miss Greta did have that blowup the other day.”
     
    “But why?” I asked. “What would Trixie have to gain by getting rid of Greta?”
     
    “Well, that hug she gave Mr. Florez seemed like more to me than just being a concerned friend,” Paige answered.
     
    That was true. It did seem strange for Trixie to be that familiar with Mr. F. In only an hour since Miss Greta’s death, four suspects emerged. And unfortunately, one of them was the man I had recently been on a date with.
     
    The rest of the day was busy at The Frozen Scoop booth. I guess murder makes people hungry, or maybe it just puts your adrenaline into overdrive. People kept coming to the booth to grab a cone and exchange information on the case. A television crew even showed up to film a segment. It was a day this town would not long forget.
     
    Paige’s husband showed up later, saying he’d seen the segment on TV before he left the house.
     
    “They’re saying it’s a homicide, but as of yet there are no suspects,” Bruce announced. “And give me a cup of chocolate mint please.”
     
    “So they didn’t say how she died; only that it was murder?” I asked as I scooped up his chocolate mint.
     
    “No, but everyone is convinced it had to be peanuts. She ballooned like that once before at a restaurant where peanuts got mixed into her dish, but she got a dose from the epi pen and that saved her. Some of the people who witnessed that episode said it looked the same way today after she smelled the flowers.”
     
    “So husband, who do you think is the culprit?” Paige asked.
     
    “I’m not the one who likes to untangle murder mysteries. I’ll leave that