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suspiciously. He seemed to be pushing Michael in her direction for some reason. Thomas spun her around the room once again, sending her into a bit of confusion for a minute.
“You know,” he thought aloud after a rather elaborate twirl. “If you hadn’t delivered your specialty cookies when you did, it’s no telling when Ana’s body would have been found.”
Maddie stopped for a brief second and eyed him more closely. How did he know that I was delivering cookies to Ana? She thought about all of the conversations she had had with Thomas since that awful day and was quite sure that she had never told him anything about what was being delivered. She also thought about the muddy footprints that were leading away from the back door. It has been raining all night; certainly they would have been washed away before she arrived that morning. That meant that someone had to have been at the house that day or had only recently left. So many things were running through her mind at the time that she felt she needed a break.
Maddie stared at Thomas through a new lens. Here was a man that appeared to have it all together, but something was off. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but Thomas was not turning out to be who he appeared to be.
Thomas’ face reddened under her scrutiny and he took a self-conscious step backward. “Um, I’m afraid you’ll have to excuse me,” he said finally, “I have to check on the menu in the kitchen.” He turned and left Maddie standing alone on the dance floor.
She stared after him and then slowly walked back to her table, deep in thought. She had only sat at her table for a few seconds before Bailey was at her side.
“Gran, what’s wrong?”
Maddie didn’t respond.
“Gran, I saw what happened. What’s wrong?”
“Oh, Bailey,” she said, snapping out of her revelry. “It’s Thomas. I’m rethinking what I had originally believed about him.”
“I know, Granny. But what did he say?”
“Nothing major, honey. He just asked me about the cookies I delivered for Ana.” She said thoughtfully.
“Well, chances are he’s her assistant so he probably placed the order for her.”
“I don’t think so. This was for a private event, not done through the agency. I’m sure I didn’t tell him about the cookies.” Maddie was trying to remember that first conversation with him. “I’m sure I told him about the delivery, but not about the cookies.” She said finally, “I never reveal the contents of any of my customers orders for events. It’s a policy I’ve always had.”
“So, how did he know?” Bailey questioned.
“I don’t know, but I will find out!” Maddie said, thinking out loud.
Bailey looked around the room of characters. All of them had a reason to hate Ana, but she felt that the majority of them just disliked the lady. And most of them didn’t dislike her enough to want her dead. Those that ranked at the top of her list still didn’t give her enough evidence to prove that they were the killer. Something was missing. She turned back to her Gran. “Listen, Gran. I think we need to go and have another chat with Eleanor. We’re missing something.”
“Good idea. Maybe she can fill in the blanks for us.” But Maddie didn’t move.
“What’s wrong Gran?”
“I’m thinking that the only way Thomas would have known about the cookies was if he was at the house when I delivered them.”
“Yeah, but Ana died the night before, right?”
“Mmm hmm. That’s right.”
“So maybe he arrived after the murder just like you did,” Bailey reasoned.
“Possibly, but when I was at the house, no one was there. I left after the police arrived so he couldn’t have been hiding somewhere. The police would’ve found him. He must’ve been there before I arrived. The footprints could have been his.”
“Let’s go back to the room and think this thing through.
“You know,” he thought aloud after a rather elaborate twirl. “If you hadn’t delivered your specialty cookies when you did, it’s no telling when Ana’s body would have been found.”
Maddie stopped for a brief second and eyed him more closely. How did he know that I was delivering cookies to Ana? She thought about all of the conversations she had had with Thomas since that awful day and was quite sure that she had never told him anything about what was being delivered. She also thought about the muddy footprints that were leading away from the back door. It has been raining all night; certainly they would have been washed away before she arrived that morning. That meant that someone had to have been at the house that day or had only recently left. So many things were running through her mind at the time that she felt she needed a break.
Maddie stared at Thomas through a new lens. Here was a man that appeared to have it all together, but something was off. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but Thomas was not turning out to be who he appeared to be.
Thomas’ face reddened under her scrutiny and he took a self-conscious step backward. “Um, I’m afraid you’ll have to excuse me,” he said finally, “I have to check on the menu in the kitchen.” He turned and left Maddie standing alone on the dance floor.
She stared after him and then slowly walked back to her table, deep in thought. She had only sat at her table for a few seconds before Bailey was at her side.
“Gran, what’s wrong?”
Maddie didn’t respond.
“Gran, I saw what happened. What’s wrong?”
“Oh, Bailey,” she said, snapping out of her revelry. “It’s Thomas. I’m rethinking what I had originally believed about him.”
“I know, Granny. But what did he say?”
“Nothing major, honey. He just asked me about the cookies I delivered for Ana.” She said thoughtfully.
“Well, chances are he’s her assistant so he probably placed the order for her.”
“I don’t think so. This was for a private event, not done through the agency. I’m sure I didn’t tell him about the cookies.” Maddie was trying to remember that first conversation with him. “I’m sure I told him about the delivery, but not about the cookies.” She said finally, “I never reveal the contents of any of my customers orders for events. It’s a policy I’ve always had.”
“So, how did he know?” Bailey questioned.
“I don’t know, but I will find out!” Maddie said, thinking out loud.
Bailey looked around the room of characters. All of them had a reason to hate Ana, but she felt that the majority of them just disliked the lady. And most of them didn’t dislike her enough to want her dead. Those that ranked at the top of her list still didn’t give her enough evidence to prove that they were the killer. Something was missing. She turned back to her Gran. “Listen, Gran. I think we need to go and have another chat with Eleanor. We’re missing something.”
“Good idea. Maybe she can fill in the blanks for us.” But Maddie didn’t move.
“What’s wrong Gran?”
“I’m thinking that the only way Thomas would have known about the cookies was if he was at the house when I delivered them.”
“Yeah, but Ana died the night before, right?”
“Mmm hmm. That’s right.”
“So maybe he arrived after the murder just like you did,” Bailey reasoned.
“Possibly, but when I was at the house, no one was there. I left after the police arrived so he couldn’t have been hiding somewhere. The police would’ve found him. He must’ve been there before I arrived. The footprints could have been his.”
“Let’s go back to the room and think this thing through.
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