Murder in Barbados: An Anna Winters Cozy Mystery (Murder in Paradise Book 4) by Penelope Sotheby Read Free Book Online

conversation?” Anna asked. “I really don’t want to talk about it. I also think it is incredibly inappropriate at this time.”
    “Well, I guess.” Casandra spat. “But I was hoping we could reconcile and deal with Pauline, who is a problem.”
    “I don’t think Pauline is a problem.” Anna sighed. “I know you hate each other. It makes it difficult to work as a team. My fear is that you get to the point that I have to choose between you. One of you will likely be getting fired by the time we get back to London if the two of you don’t settle down. To be honest, it will be whichever one of you continues to cause me the most trouble. Right now, that would be you.”
    “But we’re friends.” Cassandra pleaded. “You can’t fire me. You can't treat me like that. Do I really mean nothing to you?”
    “What is up with everyone acting crazy?” Anna asked. “Listen, if you and Pauline knock it off, no one is getting fired. This is a friendly reminder. I’d prefer that you learn to deal with each other. I want us to have a long lasting friendship and I want to work with you for years to come. So, knock it off.”
    “I guess so.” Cassandra replied slowly. “You’re right. We need to stop this. Don’t worry about it. I’ll work everything out with Pauline. I’ll deal with our issues and she’ll be handled.”
    “What do you mean by that?” Anna asked.
    “Don’t worry about it.” Cassandra laughed. “Consider it handled. Before you know it, this will be the least of your concerns.”

Chapter 7
     
     
    Anna watched as Cassandra left and couldn’t help but feel concerned for Pauline. If the mousey young woman was a cold-blooded killer, she may have just signed Pauline’s death certificate.
    Not wasting any time, Anna pulled out her cell phone and dialed Pauline's number. The phone rang a few times and the voicemail picked up. Anna could feel her heart pounding.
    “Pauline. You are in danger.” Anna stammered. “At least, I think you are. Cassandra made a comment about dealing with you to me. The way she said it, you were right. She could be very dangerous. Please call me as soon as you get this.”
    Anna debated chasing down Pauline when Graham and Gordon passed her in the hallway. Both men smiled and nodded at her as if nothing had happened.
    As they turned the corner toward the elevator, Anna knew she had to go back to Gordon’s room. She knew Pauline was tough enough to deal with Cassandra if she did try to do something. Anna went to Gordon’s room and found the cop sleeping at the door. That explained why he wasn't with Gordon as he should have been. Deciding she didn’t want to wake him, she crept into the room and softly closed the door behind her.
    She walked over to the dresser and opened drawers to see what she could find. Each one was filled with clothing, but nothing exciting. As each drawer was pulled out, she hoped for a clue to pop out that would help her determine who the killer could be.
    Searching through each drawer turned up nothing beyond the fact that Gordon didn’t know how to fold his clothes. She noticed strange folding patterns and problems with shirts being wrinkled. In a way, she found it very humorous that a man as rich and powerful as he was couldn’t be bothered with learning basic folding techniques or hiring someone to do it for him.
    Walking over to the drawing table, she noticed a note. On it was Gordon’s name in block letters. Curious, she picked up the note to see what it contained.
     
    Gordon –
    You’ve never been the brightest individual. Hopefully, you can understand a warning. Death has his eyes on you. Leave the hotel now or you’re a dead man. Don’t think I’m serious? Check your golf bag.
    ~ Death’s Right Hand
     
    Curious, Anna walked over to the golf bag that was sitting on the floor. As she opened it, she jerked back in horror. A vial with a syringe in it had been put next to golf balls. She noticed the poison smelt the same as the