Maddie's Recipe Of Mysteries (A Rockcrest Cove Cozy Mystery Book 1) by Emily Page Page B
Authors: Emily Page
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only to get rid of you and your weak little attitude.” She started backing toward the door, pulling Bailey with her.
“All you ever did was talk about how nice Mrs. Madeline was, how great Mama Betty was to you, and how much you admired and respected them. You never had a thought of your own in your entire life.”
Evan looked shocked and hurt by her accusations.
“And so what happens? The one with absolutely no originality, no ideas, no sense of creativity gets a scholarship and gets to go to culinary school while I, who had been with Mama Betty far longer than you, got to sit at home and babysit. It was so unfair.”
Evan tried once again. “Rachel, why didn’t you talk to me about this before?”
“Because you had too many stars in your eyes for Madeline and Mama Betty. You wouldn’t have seen what I saw: two selfish women who had nothing to give anyone who didn’t kowtow to their every wish,” she answered.
“But you know what the worst part of it was?” she asked. “What hurt the most?” she waited for a response.
“When you decided to open up your own bakery, you turned to vindictive Emma and her unscrupulous tactics instead of your own sister. The one who had helped you your entire life.”
“I didn’t know you wanted to be in the business,” Evan said defensively.
“You should’ve asked,” she shouted at him. “Imagine what the two of us together could have accomplished,” she said dreamily, tears now streaming down her face.
“And when you finally hired me to work behind your counter, I was hurt, really hurt.” Her eyes now spilled tears that made little lines down her face.
“You chose Emma, the little slut, the little thief, the liar, for a partner instead of me?” She backed a few more steps toward the door.
“Yes,” she said.
“Yes, I killed Emma, and I planted that little book in here too. I figured if I killed Emma and the book was here, they would blame Evan for the murder. With you in jail, little brother, I could take over the business and get what I always deserved.”
As she pulled Bailey through the door, she relaxed her grip just enough. Thinking that she had gotten clear of the danger, she had thought to take Bailey someplace remote and get rid of her, but as she rounded the corner with her hostage, a strong arm came out of nowhere and twisted her knife-wielding arm behind her back, forcing her to release her grip on Bailey. She screamed from the pain, and through tear-filled eyes, she saw Kyle’s large frame towering over her.
Bailey, realizing she was free, ran across the room to where Madeline was reaching out to catch her, as she always did.
Kyle took Rachel and forcibly pushed her down in a chair while Madeline called the police. From the other side of the room, she could feel Evan watching her closely, his eyes red and his face stained from his own tears.
He got up and slowly approached Rachel, pulling up a chair and turning it to face her.
“Why, Rachel?” he asked. “Why would you do such a horrific thing?”
“Shut up!” she snapped. “Shut up and be a man for a change.”
“Rachel,” he said.
“All you had to do was ask me. You know I would’ve given you anything you wanted. And now an innocent woman is dead.”
“Innocent?” Rachel laughed.
“You were so much in love with Emma that you didn’t see her for what she really was.” She gave a derisive laugh.
“Emma was far from innocent. And I knew all along that you suspected Evan,” she said to Madeline.
“Well I didn’t really suspect him right away,” Madeline countered.
“Of course you did,” Rachel corrected.
“You suspected him two years ago, when you fired Emma for stealing your secrets. You never thought it was me, because none of you ever gave me a second thought. So, when Emma approached me about helping Evan get out of catering and enter his own
“All you ever did was talk about how nice Mrs. Madeline was, how great Mama Betty was to you, and how much you admired and respected them. You never had a thought of your own in your entire life.”
Evan looked shocked and hurt by her accusations.
“And so what happens? The one with absolutely no originality, no ideas, no sense of creativity gets a scholarship and gets to go to culinary school while I, who had been with Mama Betty far longer than you, got to sit at home and babysit. It was so unfair.”
Evan tried once again. “Rachel, why didn’t you talk to me about this before?”
“Because you had too many stars in your eyes for Madeline and Mama Betty. You wouldn’t have seen what I saw: two selfish women who had nothing to give anyone who didn’t kowtow to their every wish,” she answered.
“But you know what the worst part of it was?” she asked. “What hurt the most?” she waited for a response.
“When you decided to open up your own bakery, you turned to vindictive Emma and her unscrupulous tactics instead of your own sister. The one who had helped you your entire life.”
“I didn’t know you wanted to be in the business,” Evan said defensively.
“You should’ve asked,” she shouted at him. “Imagine what the two of us together could have accomplished,” she said dreamily, tears now streaming down her face.
“And when you finally hired me to work behind your counter, I was hurt, really hurt.” Her eyes now spilled tears that made little lines down her face.
“You chose Emma, the little slut, the little thief, the liar, for a partner instead of me?” She backed a few more steps toward the door.
“Yes,” she said.
“Yes, I killed Emma, and I planted that little book in here too. I figured if I killed Emma and the book was here, they would blame Evan for the murder. With you in jail, little brother, I could take over the business and get what I always deserved.”
As she pulled Bailey through the door, she relaxed her grip just enough. Thinking that she had gotten clear of the danger, she had thought to take Bailey someplace remote and get rid of her, but as she rounded the corner with her hostage, a strong arm came out of nowhere and twisted her knife-wielding arm behind her back, forcing her to release her grip on Bailey. She screamed from the pain, and through tear-filled eyes, she saw Kyle’s large frame towering over her.
Bailey, realizing she was free, ran across the room to where Madeline was reaching out to catch her, as she always did.
Kyle took Rachel and forcibly pushed her down in a chair while Madeline called the police. From the other side of the room, she could feel Evan watching her closely, his eyes red and his face stained from his own tears.
He got up and slowly approached Rachel, pulling up a chair and turning it to face her.
“Why, Rachel?” he asked. “Why would you do such a horrific thing?”
“Shut up!” she snapped. “Shut up and be a man for a change.”
“Rachel,” he said.
“All you had to do was ask me. You know I would’ve given you anything you wanted. And now an innocent woman is dead.”
“Innocent?” Rachel laughed.
“You were so much in love with Emma that you didn’t see her for what she really was.” She gave a derisive laugh.
“Emma was far from innocent. And I knew all along that you suspected Evan,” she said to Madeline.
“Well I didn’t really suspect him right away,” Madeline countered.
“Of course you did,” Rachel corrected.
“You suspected him two years ago, when you fired Emma for stealing your secrets. You never thought it was me, because none of you ever gave me a second thought. So, when Emma approached me about helping Evan get out of catering and enter his own
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