Cappuccinos, Cupcakes, and a Corpse (A Cape Bay Cafe Mystery Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

notes.”
    Matty shook his head. “No, I mean, there’re the guys at the barbershop—the employees and the regulars—but I don’t think he really socialized with anyone outside of work.”
    Mike nodded and scribbled. “When was the last time you talked to your dad?” He was starting in with the same questions he’d asked me.
    Matty visibly crumpled. “A couple of days ago. I’ve been so busy. God, I wish I’d called him. I just—I just had no idea it was the last time I’d talk to him.”
    “Did you see him that day or just talk on the phone?”
    “The phone. I haven’t seen him since last weekend.” Matty bent forward and put his head in his hands. “If only I’d known it was the last time. I would have hugged him, told him I loved him.”
    “Were you and your dad close?”
    “As close as he was to anyone. He’s not a real sociable guy. Wasn’t .” Matty caught himself referring to his dad as if he were still alive. “He wasn’t a real sociable guy.” As if using the past tense hurt him all over again, Matty made a choking sound and covered his face with his hands.
    I rubbed Matty’s shoulder. I suddenly realized how lucky I was that I’d spent the hours after I found out my mother was dead on a train instead of being questioned by the police.
    “I’m sorry, Matt.” Mike looked over the notes he’d been scribbling as he talked to Matty. “Just a couple more questions. Did your dad have a will?”
    “Yeah, I think so. It’d be in the safe in his closet.”
    Mike looked up with his eyebrows raised. “There’s a safe in the closet?”
    “Yeah,” Matty said. “You didn’t see it?”
    “I just took pictures of what was visible. I didn’t open the closet.” Matty started to stand, but Mike raised his hand for him to stop. “Whatever’s there or not there isn’t going to change while we’re sitting here. Let's wrap this up, and then we’ll go look.”
    Matty sank back onto the couch.
    “What about life insurance?” Mike asked.
    “Yes,” Matty said. “He got it after my mom died, so I’d have something if anything happened to him. The paperwork should be in the safe too.”
    “You’re the sole beneficiary of both of those?”
    “Yeah.” Silence fell for a few seconds, then Matty snapped his head up to look at Mike. “Wait, you don’t think—”
    Mike held up his hand again. “No! No, no, no! Just making sure I have all the information. Like I said, we probably won’t need to use any of this, but it’s better to go ahead and get it all now.”
    Matty nodded.
    Mike looked between his notebook and us several times then made a face and took a breath. “So you, uh, you showed up here at the same time as the ambulance, Matt.”
    I looked at Mike sharply. Despite his denial seconds before, the way he was talking to Matty made me suspicious.
    Matty either didn’t notice or ignored it, nodding in response. “Yeah, I did.”
    “Were you just driving by?”
    “No, Mrs. Howard across the street called me. She saw Franny hanging around, and I guess she called here and no one answered, so she called me. She saw you pull up while we were on the phone and told me to hurry.”
    “And where were you when you got the call?”
    “I was in the car, on my way home from work.”
    “So you just drove over here instead,” Mike said.
    “Yeah.”
    Mike nodded and scribbled some more in his notebook. “I think that about wraps it up for me. What’s the best number to reach you?”
    Matty gave him his cell phone number.
    Mike jotted it down then looked at us. “Okay, want to show me the safe?”
    Matty nodded and pulled himself up off the couch. Mike followed him across the room, and I brought up the rear. I lingered in the doorway as Matty walked to his dad’s closet and opened it. From where I stood, I could see that the safe was still closed. Mike pulled his camera back out and took a couple of pictures.
    “Can you open it up for me?” Mike asked.
    Matty knelt in front of the