said.
Eduardo had come in as Sheila was talking. He was a stark contrast to the rest of us, towering over us with his long raven hair pulled into a ponytail. He handed CeeCee several bracelets he’d made using thread. He’d used a granny square motif on all of them, but done them in different ways. One had the traditional several colors bordered by black, another was done in a cream-colored thread with an embellishment of pearls, and he’d made one all in black with some crystals that reflected the light. It was hard to imagine his large hands working with fine thread and a slender steel hook, but he was a master at it. His Irish grandmother had taught him well.
“Are you talking about Kelly Donahue?” he asked as he pulled out a chair. His handsome face appeared somber at the mention of her name. “It’s hard to believe she was in my store just a few days ago.” His gaze moved over the group. “She wasn’t a fan of the merchandise her husband was selling. She told me he kept bringing all this off-brand stuff home and it was awful. She was into quality and bought bars of Penhalgion’s Bluebell soap from my store. That’s the fragrance Princess Diana favored.”
Eduardo had all but given up his career as a cover model and sometime commercial spokesperson now that he’d bought the Crown Apothecary. It helped business that he spent time in the store and that everyone knew he owned it. People seemed to love to frequent stores and restaurants that had a celebrity connection.
He took some orbs of thread out of his bag along with a steel hook and laid them on the table. “I thought you all might want to try making the bracelets,” he said before pulling out a stack of sheets that had the pattern and handing them out.
“I’ve been helping with the investigation,” Adele said, taking out a little notepad. “Let me see now. You said Kelly told you she didn’t like the stuff her husband sold. And she had expensive taste.” Adele leaned closer to the group. “I’m going to pass these clues on through Eric. We already think it was her husband who did it. But what you just told me is the final corner in what we detectives call the golden triangle. One corner is for means. Dan had that. Eric said Dan owned a gun. The other corner is for opportunity. I bet Dan only claimed he discovered her body. He could easily have come by earlier, killed her and then acted all crazy and gone running to tell my boyfriend Eric.” Adele let out a satisfied sigh. “And you just gave me the motive that fits into that last corner. Dan the dollar king probably didn’t like it that she dissed his business.” Adele’s eyes grew brighter. “And that she was spending all their money on expensive soap and fancy yarn.” She closed her little notebook. “With this information, they’ll arrest Dan for sure.”
“Golden triangle?” I said to Adele. “What detective exactly, used that term?”
Adele sputtered and threw me an angry glance. “Maybe it’s my term, but I’m sure Eric will think it’s brilliant and pass it on, along with the information.”
“And what’s this about Dan’s gun?”
Adele sputtered again. “I know what you’re doing, Pink. This is my case. And I just solved it. Who’s the super sleuth now?”
C HAPTER 11
“I don’t get it. If they found Dan’s gun, why haven’t they already arrested him?” I said.
“Because they were waiting for Adele’s information to fill in the third corner of the golden triangle,” Dinah said with a grin. We both shook our heads. Dinah and I had met up at the end of my workday. We’d decided to have a girls’ night out, or in, really. The plan was we’d go to my house, order a pizza, watch some old classic movie and crochet.
“I wonder if Eric realizes what he’s done by letting her in on his work,” Dinah said. We’d gotten into the greenmobile and started on the short distance to my place.
“If he doesn’t, he’ll know soon when she starts wanting
Eduardo had come in as Sheila was talking. He was a stark contrast to the rest of us, towering over us with his long raven hair pulled into a ponytail. He handed CeeCee several bracelets he’d made using thread. He’d used a granny square motif on all of them, but done them in different ways. One had the traditional several colors bordered by black, another was done in a cream-colored thread with an embellishment of pearls, and he’d made one all in black with some crystals that reflected the light. It was hard to imagine his large hands working with fine thread and a slender steel hook, but he was a master at it. His Irish grandmother had taught him well.
“Are you talking about Kelly Donahue?” he asked as he pulled out a chair. His handsome face appeared somber at the mention of her name. “It’s hard to believe she was in my store just a few days ago.” His gaze moved over the group. “She wasn’t a fan of the merchandise her husband was selling. She told me he kept bringing all this off-brand stuff home and it was awful. She was into quality and bought bars of Penhalgion’s Bluebell soap from my store. That’s the fragrance Princess Diana favored.”
Eduardo had all but given up his career as a cover model and sometime commercial spokesperson now that he’d bought the Crown Apothecary. It helped business that he spent time in the store and that everyone knew he owned it. People seemed to love to frequent stores and restaurants that had a celebrity connection.
He took some orbs of thread out of his bag along with a steel hook and laid them on the table. “I thought you all might want to try making the bracelets,” he said before pulling out a stack of sheets that had the pattern and handing them out.
“I’ve been helping with the investigation,” Adele said, taking out a little notepad. “Let me see now. You said Kelly told you she didn’t like the stuff her husband sold. And she had expensive taste.” Adele leaned closer to the group. “I’m going to pass these clues on through Eric. We already think it was her husband who did it. But what you just told me is the final corner in what we detectives call the golden triangle. One corner is for means. Dan had that. Eric said Dan owned a gun. The other corner is for opportunity. I bet Dan only claimed he discovered her body. He could easily have come by earlier, killed her and then acted all crazy and gone running to tell my boyfriend Eric.” Adele let out a satisfied sigh. “And you just gave me the motive that fits into that last corner. Dan the dollar king probably didn’t like it that she dissed his business.” Adele’s eyes grew brighter. “And that she was spending all their money on expensive soap and fancy yarn.” She closed her little notebook. “With this information, they’ll arrest Dan for sure.”
“Golden triangle?” I said to Adele. “What detective exactly, used that term?”
Adele sputtered and threw me an angry glance. “Maybe it’s my term, but I’m sure Eric will think it’s brilliant and pass it on, along with the information.”
“And what’s this about Dan’s gun?”
Adele sputtered again. “I know what you’re doing, Pink. This is my case. And I just solved it. Who’s the super sleuth now?”
C HAPTER 11
“I don’t get it. If they found Dan’s gun, why haven’t they already arrested him?” I said.
“Because they were waiting for Adele’s information to fill in the third corner of the golden triangle,” Dinah said with a grin. We both shook our heads. Dinah and I had met up at the end of my workday. We’d decided to have a girls’ night out, or in, really. The plan was we’d go to my house, order a pizza, watch some old classic movie and crochet.
“I wonder if Eric realizes what he’s done by letting her in on his work,” Dinah said. We’d gotten into the greenmobile and started on the short distance to my place.
“If he doesn’t, he’ll know soon when she starts wanting
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