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Chapters (41)
  1. Cover
  2. CREAM PUFF MURDER
  3. Books by Joanne Fluke
  4. CREAM PUFF MURDER
  5. Dedication
  6. Acknowledgments:
  7. Contents
  8. Chapter One
  9. Chapter Two
  10. Chapter Three
  11. Chapter Four
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Chapter Six
  14. Chapter Seven
  15. Chapter Eight
  16. Chapter Nine
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Chapter Sixteen
  24. Chapter Seventeen
  25. Chapter Eighteen
  26. Chapter Nineteen
  27. Chapter Twenty
  28. Chapter Twenty-One
  29. Chapter Twenty-Two
  30. Chapter Twenty-Three
  31. Chapter Twenty-Four
  32. Chapter Twenty-Five
  33. Chapter Twenty-Six
  34. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  35. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  36. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  37. Chapter Thirty
  38. Chapter Thirty-One
  39. Index of Recipes
  40. Baking Conversion Chart
  41. Copyright

“It’s a good thing you’re helping them out, Hannah. They’ll never catch the killer without the best minds on the force.”

“I’m not helping them officially, but I do want to do my part,” Hannah continued to spin. “And you don’t have to worry about rookie detectives, Charlotte. Bill’s brought in a really good detective from the Minneapolis Police Force. Her name is Stella Parks.”

“That’s good. Well, good luck with the security…” Charlotte stopped speaking and looked worried again.

“What is it?”

“That security guard you’re going to interview…it’s not Frank Hurley, is it?”

“No, his name is Tad Newberg. He was the guard on duty when Ronni was killed. Does Frank Hurley work out here at the mall?”

“Yes. He’s a really nice guy, Hannah. He used to work for a private security firm up north, and he moved here to be closer to his relatives. I’m glad he wasn’t on duty when it happened.”

“How do you know him?” Hannah was curious.

“He works for us at the school whenever there’s a big basketball or football game, and we wouldn’t even think of holding a prom without him.”

“The prom I can understand. That tends to get a little wild. But there’s that much trouble on big game nights?”

“Oh, it’s not real trouble. It’s just kids acting up and causing an inconvenience. Sometimes they think it’s funny to let the air out of the opposing team’s bus tires. Frank patrols outside, and he gives them a lecture about how the Jordan High Gulls practice better sportsmanship than that. The kids think he’s pretty strict and old-fashioned, but they respect him.”

Hannah knew she must have been tired, because it took several seconds for the next question to occur to her. “You said Frank works out here. Does he know Tad Newberg?”

“I’m sure he does. The security staff out here isn’t that large, and they must have worked together at one time or another.”

Hannah flipped her shorthand notebook open and wrote Frank’s name inside. “He could be a valuable resource. Could I have his number?”

“Of course.” Charlotte gave it to her, but she looked puzzled. “Why do you need it if Frank wasn’t on duty when it happened?”

“Because he works here,” Hannah thought fast, “and he knows how the mall security works. I probably won’t need him, but I’ll keep his name handy in case Tad’s not available and I’ve got questions about scheduling, or procedure, or something like that.”

“Oh. Well, he’d probably know all about that. If you need him, call me and I’ll introduce you.”

“Thanks,” Hannah said. And her mind said, Disaster averted. Good work.