Adventures In Murder Chasing (Funeral Crashing #3) Read Online Free PDF Page A

too, holding Suzie's hand, as she talked to me about Gabe. They were so cute together!
    "I didn't know him that well, though," Suzie said. "And yeah, I knew that he liked to cook. He was always making these weird drinks when we were slow. I tasted a couple and they were pretty amazing. He was a nice guy."
    "Did you get any hint of anything wrong? Any enemies? Crazy ex-girlfriend? Anything?" I asked.
    Suzie thought for a moment, "Not really. Sorry. We maybe only worked together twice."
    "Nothing?" I felt disappointed. There had to be someone who didn't like him. Everyone had at least one enemy. "No gossip even?"
    "Wait! I did hear one thing," Suzie said.
    "What?" I asked, my pen poised over my notebook, hoping to write down something useful to the case.
    "Well," Suzie said. "This girl did come in."
    "Okay?" I asked. "What about her seemed weird?"
    "Well, she was trying to talk to Gabe and he really wasn't having it. And, okay, he was busy making drinks at the bar, but still. It sounded like she might have been an ex," Suzie said.
    "Anything you can remember about her?" I asked.
    Suzie thought for a moment, "Well, she was African American and had this really beautiful long hair."
    "Did you catch a name?" I asked.
    "Oh. Her name was Layla. I just remember thinking that it was a really pretty name. Like maybe something I'd put in my top ten names to call my kids." Suzie's cheeks turned pink and she glanced at Kyle, "If I ever have any."
    I wrote down the name. Finally, a promising lead! It wasn't much, but it was something!
    So, what did I do, helpful citizen that I am? I called to talk to my local detective and offered to give them the information that Suzie had given me. I was also trying to act in accordance to what Ethan wanted and not get too wrapped up in the case and put myself in danger again. That's how I found out that the police weren't even working on the case. Still, I was a little annoyed that they didn't even put me through to Detective Dixon, even though I knew he knew who I was because we had investigated a bunch of murder cases together. Well, maybe we didn't investigate them together together, but sort of parallel-y. And okay, maybe Detective Dixon didn't always take my help in a good way, but I had been right before when he was ready to blow a case off. The front desk receptionist, though, didn't have to act like I was crazy for offering a lead in the Gabe Fulton case. I didn't deserve that even if there was no Gabe Fulton case...yet. That didn't bother me too much, though. I knew that the police had been wrong on other occasions.
    The more I thought about it too, the more I agreed with Suzie. Twenty was super young to die from natural causes. I definitely thought there could be something there. Besides, I was now really nervous about the fact that Suzie and I were kind of, sort of friends. I felt a little pressured. I didn't want things to end up with Suzie the way they did with Ariel. I wanted to do something nice for her and didn't you do stuff like this for friends? Well, I mean, help them in general. Maybe not all friends looked into suspicious deaths to see if they were actually murders, but you get the gist. Suzie was upset and I wanted to make it better. I wanted to be a good friend and not take her for granted. Although, I didn't think I had taken Ariel for granted. Anyway, I had to focus on Suzie and helping her.
    So, I researched Layla, who seemed like a normal girl, but she definitely still had a thing for Gabe if they were exes. Like she was still listed as in a relationship and although it didn't say with whom, there were plenty of pictures of her and Gabe together in her photos section. The girl obviously couldn't take a hint. So, she was definitely a potential suspect. I hoped to catch a glimpse of her at the funeral. She would totally be there, I was sure. Plus I'd scout out some more leads while I was there. For the most part, it was almost never the obvious person who committed the murder,