A Sweet Murder by Gillian Larkin Read Free Book Online

of yours? She’d divorce you in a second and
she’d take the boys. You know she’s only with you for your
money.”
    “ She
wouldn’t do that,” Vincent said quietly, his voice
uncertain.
    Della held the
black sweet up to the light, she gave it a nod of satisfaction.
What she said next made Grace’s blood run cold.
     

Chapter 12
     
    The three people
continued with their gruesome talk. On and on they went. Grace
wanted to cover her ears but she knew that she couldn’t, she had to
listen to everything.
    A few minutes
later they left the shop, Vincent locking the door behind him.
Grace heard a sound to her left. It sounded like a sigh. The vision
began to fade but not before Grace saw the door behind the counter
close. Someone had been listening to the terrible
conversation.
    Connie?
    Grace was
suddenly back in Frankie’s room. Connie was sitting up in his bed,
her face a normal colour, as normal as a ghost could expect to be.
Pearl sat at her side. They both looked towards Grace as she
reappeared.
    “ I
wondered where you’d gone,” Pearl said. “Another
vision?”
    Grace
nodded.
    Pearl studied
her face. “Do you want to talk about it?”
    Another nod but
Grace wasn’t prepared to mention that she’d seen her family, not in
front of Connie. It was a private matter, one that she’d share with
Pearl later.
    Grace took a
hesitant step forward, her mouth felt wobbly as she tried to smile
at Connie.
    Connie sat up
straighter, her chin jutted out. In a firm voice she said, “You
don’t need to tell me, I think I can guess what you just saw. You
saw my loving children plotting to murder me, didn’t
you?”
    “ Yes,” Grace looked down at the floor unable to bear the hurt
expression on Connie’s face.
    Connie said, “I
knew about that conversation. It broke my heart to think they could
talk about me like that.”
    “ Talking and doing are two separate things,” Pearl pointed
out. “We all feel like throttling someone sometimes. Grace, did
they give you a reason as to why they wanted to top her
off?”
    Grace flinched.
Did Pearl have to be so abrasive? She said, “I got the impression
that Lucinda and Vincent had done something that you wouldn’t have
approved of. I don’t know whether it was something they had done
together, or something they had done separately.”
    Pearl tapped her
chin in thought. “Did they say how they were going to get rid of
her? Were they going to do it themselves or use someone
else?”
    Grace replied,
“Della mentioned that she had contacts but then Lucinda burst into
tears. I can’t honestly say if it was a serious conversation or
just one of those heat of the moment talks that you later regret. I
can’t imagine anything being so bad that they couldn’t talk to
Connie about.”
    Pearl said, “I
agree but Connie, no offence, is a control freak and a bully. I can
imagine her children being afraid of her. People don’t need much of
a reason to murder someone.”
    Connie butted
in. “I do take offence at that! My children knew they could talk to
me about anything.”
    “ Did
you change your will so that you left nothing to Vincent and
Lucinda? Della mentioned that in the vision,” Grace
said.
    Connie’s eyes
narrowed. “Did I change my will? Sorry, I can’t quite remember. Do
you think I was in the process of making a second will and then
someone killed me?”
    “ It’s possible. Are you sure you can’t remember?” Grace
asked.
    Pearl looked
over at Grace. “I don’t think you’re going to get much more out of
her at the moment. If she remembers anything else that’s upsetting
she’s liable to turn grey again. Leave it for now, I’ll stay with
her. You go home and get some rest, I’ll walk you
downstairs.”
    Connie settled
back onto the bed and closed her eyes. Grace left the room and
walked downstairs, Pearl at her side.
    When they got
into the kitchen Pearl said softly, “Now, love, what else did you
see? I can see the sadness in your face and it’s