Murder to Go (The Heights Bed and Breakfast Cozy Mystery Series Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

her daughter. “You have a husband now, darling, and you two have a
business to save.” She pulled her arm out of Sarah’s grasp and zipped her
suitcase closed. “You and David have been very generous in sharing your
apartment with us. You two should have your apartment back to yourselves. I can
take care of myself.”
    “But
Mom…” Sarah pleaded.
    “I’ll
be staying downtown if you need me,” Carolyn added before walking out of her
room.
    “I
think Dad is innocent, too.” Sarah mumbled.
    Carolyn
kissed her on the cheek. “I know you do, we just need to prove it.”

Chapter 5
    “Mrs.
Jacobsen, I just need a credit card for incidentals.” A young blonde girl
behind the desk asked without looking up. Her eyes were locked on her mobile
phone.
    Carolyn
had never met this employee of Stan Kipling. She would have to tease Stan about
his hiring practices. Carolyn placed her credit card on the counter.
    “Is
Stan around?” Carolyn inquired.
    The young
clerk looked up giving her a tight-lipped smile as she ran the card through the
machine. “He’s in the restaurant at the moment. He doesn’t trust anyone to make
dinner as well as he does.”
    Carolyn
chuckled. “That sounds familiar.”
    “Is
there anything elseI can do for you?” the clerk
asked.
    “I’m
an old friend of his,” Carolyn told her. “I just wanted to say hello and let
him know I’m here. If he’s busy, don't disturb him. I'll catch up with him
later.”
    The clerk
looked at her credit card. “Carolyn Jacobson. You’re not the food blogger, are
you?”
    “Yes,
I am,” Carolyn replied.
    The
clerk’s eyes widened. “In that case, I better tell him you’re here.”
    “Don’t
do that,” Carolyn told her. “I’m not here as a food blogger. I’m just a regular
guest. Let him work. I'll track him down later when he isn't so busy.”
    “I
loved your review of Petey’s Pizza. I felt the same way about their crust. Like
a cracker.” The young clerk giggled as she handed Carolyn the key to her room.
    “I
probably should give them another shot,” Carolyn remarked. “I am getting
hungry.”
    “Stan
will definitely want to make something for you. Go unpack and I will let him
know.”
    Carolyn
walked to her room and set her suitcase on the dresser. She sat on the end of
her bed with her laptop open on her lap. The neon sign for Stan’s Motel flashed
outside her window and made eerie patterns on her wall. Not even the curtain
blocked out the red and blue light.
    She
buried herself in her blogto erase the memory
of the argumentat The Heights. She had settled
down and knew she should have handled the situation better. Nonetheless, the
time apart should be good.She wrote her next
blog post and checked her email again, but she couldn’t focus.
    She opened
her browser and searched half a dozen sites before she found what she was
looking for. A blog post titled ‘ Murderer
in the kitchen’ . She read halfway through the review of The Heights, but
she had to close her eyes to stop herself from reading the rest of it.
    “Oh,
my goodness. It really is awful, isn’t it?”
    Her
phone rang. That gave her the excuse she needed to closeher computer. “Oh, hello, sweetie. How are you?”
    “You
have to come back home, Mom,” Sarah insisted. “I can’t let you leave like this.
I really loved having you and Dad around, too. I never thought I would want to
live with my parents, but I didn’t realize until after you left how important
it is to me to have you two around. Come back, and we’ll patch things up with
David.”
    “I
really appreciate you saying that,” Carolyn replied, “but I’m not coming back
to The Heights until your father is out of jail. I wouldn’t be happy there
without him.”
    “How
are you going to do that?” Sarah asked.
    “I
may not be a detective,” Carolyn replied. “But I know everyone who Porky
blogged about. I’ve sat in most of these people’s restaurants. I just might be
the most qualified person to