Silence of the Lamb's Wool (A Yarn Retreat Mystery)
“I said to Lucinda. She had stayed behind when the group dispersed and helped me with the part nobody seemed to want to do—clean up. Even Crystal had bailed. Her kids would be home from school.
I folded up the drying racks and set them against the wall for Will to pick up. I packed up the carders and pushed the bin next to Wanda’s stuff. Then it was just cleaning the bits of fleece off the tables.
I brought up the time I’d worked for the detective agency. It had only been a temp job, but... it was my favorite and I’d been great at doing telephone interviews. My boss, Frank, always said I got people to spill all kinds of information. “People usually open up to me. But not Wanda,” I said. I repeated what she’d said when I asked about the salad spinners. “I can just imagine how she would have reacted if I’d tried to find out where she was when Nicole died.”
“Do you think she’s a suspect?” Lucinda asked.MoreLess
I folded up the drying racks and set them against the wall for Will to pick up. I packed up the carders and pushed the bin next to Wanda’s stuff. Then it was just cleaning the bits of fleece off the tables.
I brought up the time I’d worked for the detective agency. It had only been a temp job, but... it was my favorite and I’d been great at doing telephone interviews. My boss, Frank, always said I got people to spill all kinds of information. “People usually open up to me. But not Wanda,” I said. I repeated what she’d said when I asked about the salad spinners. “I can just imagine how she would have reacted if I’d tried to find out where she was when Nicole died.”
“Do you think she’s a suspect?” Lucinda asked.MoreLess
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