Homicide by Hamlet (Cozy Mystery) Book #3 (Chubby Chicks Club Cozy Mystery Series) Read Online Free PDF Page B

happy,” I said.
    “You got that right. My catering business is doing great.”
    “I bet you’re getting a lot of exposure this week by working here.”
    “Yes, it’s been wonderful. Quite a few people here have asked for my business cards. One gentleman said he’s going to recommend my catering for their annual company conference. Another lady wants me to cater their daughter’s party after she graduates medical school this fall.”
    “That’s great. Word of mouth is the best advertising.”
    “It is. Although I can’t rely solely on that. I also had a professional website made. Plus an article about my business ran last week in the Savannah Morning News.”
    “I read it. It was a terrific. Your business is really getting coverage,” I said. “Earlier, in the parking lot, I also noticed that you had a magnetic sign on your car.”
    “I put that on yesterday. But now I’m wondering if my business is becoming overexposed.” Bezu pushed a flyaway hair from her eyes.
    “Why do you think that?” I asked.
    “I’m getting too busy to keep up. I know that’s a good thing when you’re in business for yourself. But all the same, I think I’m going to send some clients to another caterer.”
    “How sweet of you,” I nodded. “What caterer were you thinking of?”
    “Priscilla’s brother.”
    For a moment I was speechless. “Why?”
    “It’s good karma. Priscilla might be a little jagged around the edges, but her brother might be fine. Plus, anyone who has Priscilla as a sister needs all the help he can get.” Bezu smiled.
    “Speaking of Priscilla, the past two days I’ve managed to evade her.”
    Bezu grinned. “So have I.”
    “Hello!” Priscilla squealed as she approached. Winona scurried at her heels.
    Dang it. Mention her name and she appears.
    “Good afternoon, Priscilla and Winona,” Bezu said. “It’s another perfect, sunny day in Savannah isn’t it?”
    “Well Biddy, it’s also humid, hot and muggy.” Priscilla looked at Bezu.
    Winona said to Priscilla, “Her name is Bezu.”
    “That’s what I said.” Priscilla arched an eyebrow.
    Winona rolled her eyes.
    Then Priscilla turned to me and said, “Listen, I need to know if you have some spare sheets of plywood, my team needs two more.”
    She could’ve asked any other team, so I felt she must have an ulterior motive. “Did the other teams use all of theirs?”
    Priscilla’s jaw jutted. “Oh, I didn’t ask them.”
    “Why not?” I asked.
    She flicked her hand as if shooing a fly. “I didn’t want to bother them.”
    My eyebrow rose. “Gee, I guess I’m just lucky that you like troubling me.”
    Priscilla adjusted her purse strap on her shoulder. “So, when can we pick them up?”
    Gerald approached and said hello to the group.
    I was relieved that I was saved from answering her, and giving in to yet another demand thinly veiled as a request.
    I said, “Gerald, I don’t know if you’ve met Priscilla’s assistant, Winona?”
    As they shook hands, Dwight, Bezu’s ex, joined the group. Introductions were made. Immediately I looked at Bezu to see her reaction. It looked like she was completely unfazed by his presence.
    “Hello, ladies and Gerald.” Dwight kissed Priscilla on the cheek.
    “I’m sorry to disturb you all, I just wanted to talk to Dr. Maple for a moment,” Gerald said to the group.
    He always called me Dr. Maple when we were around other people, but thankfully he used my first name when we were alone. After all, we were friends.
    Since we were within earshot of Wilbert and Umika, I was glad he addressed me professionally. I don’t need to be the topic of rumors.
    “And I need to steal my lovely bride-to-be away,” Dwight said. “We have some pressing business in town.”
    “We were almost done here, anyway,” said Priscilla with a scowl. “Annie Mae was just going to tell me where and when I can pick up some supplies, then we can leave.”
    Talk about putting me on the spot. I didn’t want her