The Full Cup of Murder: Cozy Murder Mystery (Full Cup Mysteries Book 1) by Ruby Jones Page B

place down for a couple of days. The police told me it would possibly be a week. I grabbed Carl, locked the bar behind me, and finally drove home. I called Reese who had left about a dozen messages on my phone as he had heard what had happened. He had called the bar but the police would not let me speak to him or anyone for that matter. I got ready for bed and finally after what seemed like hours dozed off.
    I woke up to a knock at my door. It was pretty loud and sounded like whoever was knocking was pretty anxious. I threw on my robe, went, and answered it. It was Jenna Holmes, my best friend of thirty plus years. We were like sisters. She was married to the president of our only bank in town. Fredrick Myron Holmes. I liked him and he defiantly treated Jenna well. I mean a fourteen-room home settled on twenty-seven acres of some of the best land. He drove a red beamer and she drove a blue caddy. They have been married for thirteen years. They had twin ten-year-old daughters, Brianna & Shayla. Jenna led the charmed life and always did. However, she never let her life and what she was doing make her forget her friends. Especially me.
    “Oh my god Ali! Are you ok? Is the bar ok? Where is Carl? Reese must be freaking out,” She cried all at once, as she brushed past me with her usual flair style. I kind of smiled. How can you not feel comfort? No matter how dramatic Jenna could be her feelings were always sincere and her antics could actually make you smile.
    “Come Jenna.” I said walking past her towards the kitchen. “I haven’t even had my coffee yet.” We walked out to the kitchen and while she sat down at the table, I made coffee and filled her in on what little I knew.
    “Oh poor Ray.” Jenna said when I finally finished. “Dan would never hurt anyone. He is so harmless. He is just lonely is all?”
    “I guess money may be an issue.” I replied. We spent a couple of hours visiting but I had to cut it short and tell her that Jason and the detectives wanted me to come down and write out a full statement. I also had to meet with the crime scene cleaners as well and let them in. I was fortunate that because of my family roots and all that some volunteers from the crime lab were going to come down and sweep through the crime scene one more time and since it was not too much of a mess, they would clean up for me. I was grateful because the entire thing was just truly upsetting me.
    Jenna left making me promise to call her and to go over to dinner with Reese at their house that night since I was not opening the bar tonight. I was not sure if Reese would want to go but I told her I would call her. After my shower, I was getting dressed when my cell phone rang. The number did not look familiar at all.
    “Hello” I said as I sat down on the edge of my bed.
    “Ali?” A male voice said.
    “Yes?”
    “How much do you know?” He asked.
    “Who is this?” My heart rate quickened a little.
    “It does not matter. “ He said, “What does matter is whatever you do know. It would probably be best that you say nothing.” The phone went dead. I looked at my phone. I pressed send and it went right to the automated voice mail. I got up and looked around my house. When I finally felt like I could breathe, I called Reese and told him about the mysterious call.
    “Ali.” He said in his gentle voice. “Calm down sweetheart. It was probably just someone playing a joke.”
    I was somewhat irritated. Why do men take things so lightly? Someone was just murdered and now I am getting creepy phone calls. I wanted to get upset with him but I had to remember Reese is not from here. He does not realize that things like this just do not happen in our small town. I talked with him for another fifteen minutes. I promised him I would try to stay calm and to call Jason and report the phone call. It seemed to me like I was making an awful lot of promises. I finished getting dressed and headed to the police station in the middle of town.