Murder to Go (The Heights Bed and Breakfast Cozy Mystery Series Book 1) by Susan D. Baker Read Free Book Online Page B

blog,” Beatrice told her. “It’s the best
thing in the world.”
    “Thanks,”
Carolyn exclaimed. “I had no idea.”
    “Now
you know,” Beatrice replied. “Why do you think you get so much traffic and so
many sponsors?”
    “I
always tried to give good reviews,” Carolyn told her. “I didn’t know it meant
so much to everybody.”
    Beatrice
laid her hand on Carolyn’s arm. “It’s you. Your personality and your wit shine
through with every post.”
    “Thank
you, Beatrice,” Carolyn exclaimed. “You don’t know how much that means to me
right now. I had just about given up.”
    “You
can’t give up now. I’ve been waiting for ages to get a review from you, and now
I'm going to get it. If you want to give up, just wait until after Saturday to
do it,” Beatrice quipped.
    Carolyn
burst out laughing. “All right. I definitely won’t give up before then.”
    Beatrice
turned back toward the kitchen. “Great. I’ll see you on Saturday.”

Chapter 7
    Carolyn
let herself into her room at Stan’s Motel. She put her laptop away and changed
into her pajamas, but when she got into bed, she stared at the ceiling in
restless thought. The murder case, the catastrophic argument between her and
David, her crumbling marriage with Karl—too many things cluttered her mind. She
couldn’t let go of the world to let herself slip off into sleep.
    She slipped
out of bed and paced around the room for an hour or more. Three or four times,
she got out her laptop, but instead of plugging it in and turning it on, she ended
up pushing it into its case in disgust. Couldn’t she be free from that infernal
machine for one night out of the year?
    She
looked out the window at cars gliding in and out of the motel parking lot. Stan
certainly was doing well. His establishment wasn’t fancy, but he offered clean,
comfortable rooms and excellent food. No one could fault him for that.
    She
turned away from the window when she heard a thump through the wall. Kat Coeur
d’Alene must be getting ready for her nightly act. She should have been
performing at The Heights instead.
    Carolyn
decided she would benefit from listening to some music. She threw on her
clothes and rushed down to the bar. Kat was just getting behind the microphone.
She spotted Carolyn in the back of the bar and smiled at her. Carolyn sat down
and listened to the music. Kat’s throaty voice sent chills up Carolyn’s spine.
She relaxed back into her chair and let her cares drift away. Maybe she was
making too much of all this murder case stuff. She should let Babs do her job
and stick to her blog. That’s what she was good at. Maybe she should go home to
The Heights after all and make up with Sarah and David.
    On
the other hand, she made the mistake of overstaying her welcome in their apartment
in the first place. She should rent a place nearby for herself and Karl. She
would still be able to see Sarah and David whenever she wanted and share their
lives.
    Then
again, Karl might refuse to live in the place rented with money earned on her blog.
He was just stubborn enough to take a stance like that. He was an old-school
male. If he wasn’t the primary breadwinner with everyone depending on him, he felt
useless. Carolyn knew that about him. She never should have told him about her
money. Then none of this would have happened.
    Kat
finished her set to rousing applause and took a break. To Carolyn’s surprise,
Kat came over to her table.
    “That
was sensational, Kat. You are too good for a small town like this. When are you
taking your act on the road?”
    Kat
laughed and sat down across the table. “Just as soon as my agent gets me a
booking. What are you doing, slumming it here at Stan’s?”
    “I
really wanted to hear you sing,” Carolyn remarked.
    “How’s
Karl?” Kat asked.
    “Not
good,” Carolyn replied. “He’s taking it hard, but that’s to be expected when
you’ve been arrested for a double murder.”
    “It
doesn’t make sense,” Kat