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- Outstanding praise for Joanne Fluke’s delectable Hannah Swensen mysteries!
- Books by Joanne Fluke
- CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE MURDER
- Joanne Fluke
- Contents
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chocolate Chip Crunch Cookies
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Regency Ginger Crisps
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Pecan Chews
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Black and Whites
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chocolate-Covered Cherry Delights
- Chapter Twenty
- Old-Fashioned Sugar Cookies
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Epilogue
- Lovely Lemon Bar Cookies
- Index of Cookie Recipes
- Chapter One
- BROWN SUGAR DROPS
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- MERRY BERRY COOKIES
- Chapter Four
- IBBY’S METAPHYSICAL ENGLISH TOFFEE
- Chapter Five
- BUTTER-SCOTCHIES
- Chapter Six
- CANDY CANE COOKIES
- CHOCOLATE PECAN ROLL
- Chapter Seven
- CHOCOLATE MINT SOFTIES
- Chapter Eight
- FUDGE-AROONS
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- THREE-WAY FUDGE
- Index of Recipes
- Baking Conversion Chart
Suddenly Hannah had a brilliant thought. “That’s about to change. If you really want to do something for me, you can come along with me to the dentist. My appointment’s at one.”
“Of course I’ll come, but I didn’t know you were afraid to go to the dentist.”
“Believe me, I am,” Hannah said with a grin, “especially when the dentist is Norman Rhodes.”
Andrea’s mouth dropped open. “But Mother said she tried to set you up with him! Why are you letting him work on your teeth?”
“I’m not. Right before Ron was killed, he had an appointment with Norman. I called him this morning and he confirmed that he’d seen Ron, but he refused to discuss it on the phone. He said he’d tell me all about it if I met him for lunch at his office.”
Andrea lifted her eyebrows. “Very sneaky. And you’re afraid that he’s using this opportunity to put the moves on you?”
“No, that’s not it. He seemed genuinely nice on the phone, but I don’t really want to be alone with him.”
“Why not? Unless…” Andrea stopped speaking and her eyes widened. “Do you think Norman’s a suspect?”
Hannah shrugged. “No, but I can’t entirely rule that out. Norman was one of the last people to see Ron alive, and I won’t know if he’s got an alibi until I ask him.”
“I’ll go with you,” Andrea agreed quickly. “He can’t try anything with both of us there. And while you’re having lunch and grilling him about Ron, I’ll snoop around to see if I can find any evidence.”
“Uh…maybe that’s not such a good idea, Andrea.”
“Why? I’m a great snooper, Hannah. I used to snoop through Mother’s things all the time and she never knew I did it. Besides, I’ll be helping Bill, and a wife’s supposed to help her husband.”
“It could be risky, Andrea.”
“Not if we work out a time schedule and stick to it. How long do you think you can keep him occupied?”
Hannah considered it seriously. “No more than twenty minutes.”
“I’ve got to have longer than that. How about thirty?”
“Twenty-five and not a second more,” Hannah said firmly. “I’ll tell him I want to eat lunch in his office and your time starts the instant that I close the door.”
“Okay. We’ll synchronize our watches before we go in and I promise I won’t get caught.”
“I hope not. I think it’s illegal.” Hannah was already beginning to regret asking Andrea to go along.
“How can just looking through somebody’s things be illegal? It’s not like I’m going to steal anything, Hannah. If I find any evidence, I’ll leave it right where it is and we can tell Bill.”
“I’m still not sure this is such a good idea.”
“Maybe it isn’t, but we’ve got to do something to help Bill solve Ron’s murder. He won’t mind, not when I explain it to him. Is it a go?”
Hannah agreed reluctantly. If Bill ever found out that she’d allowed Andrea to snoop through Norman’s office, he’d do more than mind. He’d kill her first and ask questions later.