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we go from here? Have you located her husband yet?”
“Not yet.”
“Any leads on her murder?”
“Not that either.”
“Geez, Willie. Can’t you tell me some good news?”
“Sorry, I wish I could.”
Chapter 8
Halloween private sale
The weekend flew by in a blur. Between a busy two days of sales, which was fantastic, and trying to squeeze in planning for the Halloween sale, I hardly had any time to even think about Veronica’s murder or the brooch. Work had provided a welcome distraction.
“It looks amazing in here,” Yvette said to me as she walked in to help with the final preparations for the Halloween special sale. “I feel like I’m walking into a haunted house.”
“It was Anna,” I said. “She’s a whiz at decorating.”
When Yvette had come back from being fingerprinted on Friday, I had told her what was in the past was past and I didn’t care about it. I honestly didn’t. I felt bad for my momentary judgment when Willie first told me but I was over reacting. She’d worked tirelessly all weekend helping to prepare for the party which just reinforced my believe she was a great employee and person.
Anna had outdone herself turning Silk into a spooky palace. Fake cobwebs and spiders, witches that cackled, and pumpkins all over. Katy had made spiked cider and mulled wine and found low fat pumpkin mini cupcakes to serve. I had organized the sales floor by price point so it was easy to spot the awesome deals. I wanted to be excited and I was for potential sales, but I was also worried.
“I still wonder if we should have cancelled,” I said to Anna. “Is it in bad taste to have a party so soon after Veronica’s death?”
“This isn’t necessarily a party. It’s a business event.”
“With the intent to lure Veronica’s friends here to try and get information. I kind of feel weird about it now.”
“If they come they have the chance to get great deals. They might give us information. It’s a win-win.”
“I agree with Anna and it looks and smells great. What do you need me to do?” Yvette said.
“If you could finish steaming that rack of dresses I wanted to pull a few more pieces of jewelry from the back,” I said.
“Sure,” Yvette said.
“How many people confirmed?” I asked her as she started heading to the back.
“Out of the thirty I called I got mostly voicemail and only a few people called back and said they’d try and make it,” Yvette said apologetically.
My negativity returned. “People do think it’s bad timing. Maybe we should have pushed it off.”
“Not necessarily,” Yvette said. “Even when given advance notice our customers don’t tend to RSVP. They just show up. I wouldn’t give up just yet.”
“She’s right, Pres,” Anna agreed with her.
“I’m sure we’ll get some traffic and that means potential sales. Even if we don’t get any information from Veronica’s friends,” Katy said.
We all got busy putting the final preparations on the event but when I looked at the clock and saw it was thirty minutes after the event was supposed to start I got nervous.
“No one is here. What if no one comes,” I said.
“Then we will have a lot of spiked cider and mini cupcakes to drown our sorrows in,” Anna said. “I don’t know about you, but I’m game for that.”
“It’s still early to be fashionably late,” said Katy and she did have a point. We had several clients who didn’t feel that the event started until they got there.
Another thirty minutes went by and we were almost half way through the event with no customers which drove me to imbibe two spiked ciders to calm my nerves. I hated to think all this work had gone to waste. I was about to declare it a bust and suggest we lock up and eat and drink everything ourselves when a car pulled up.
“Look, Pres. Someone is here,” Yvette said from her seat by the window where she had been intently watching for customers. “I think she’s one of Veronica’s friends, I
“Not yet.”
“Any leads on her murder?”
“Not that either.”
“Geez, Willie. Can’t you tell me some good news?”
“Sorry, I wish I could.”
Chapter 8
Halloween private sale
The weekend flew by in a blur. Between a busy two days of sales, which was fantastic, and trying to squeeze in planning for the Halloween sale, I hardly had any time to even think about Veronica’s murder or the brooch. Work had provided a welcome distraction.
“It looks amazing in here,” Yvette said to me as she walked in to help with the final preparations for the Halloween special sale. “I feel like I’m walking into a haunted house.”
“It was Anna,” I said. “She’s a whiz at decorating.”
When Yvette had come back from being fingerprinted on Friday, I had told her what was in the past was past and I didn’t care about it. I honestly didn’t. I felt bad for my momentary judgment when Willie first told me but I was over reacting. She’d worked tirelessly all weekend helping to prepare for the party which just reinforced my believe she was a great employee and person.
Anna had outdone herself turning Silk into a spooky palace. Fake cobwebs and spiders, witches that cackled, and pumpkins all over. Katy had made spiked cider and mulled wine and found low fat pumpkin mini cupcakes to serve. I had organized the sales floor by price point so it was easy to spot the awesome deals. I wanted to be excited and I was for potential sales, but I was also worried.
“I still wonder if we should have cancelled,” I said to Anna. “Is it in bad taste to have a party so soon after Veronica’s death?”
“This isn’t necessarily a party. It’s a business event.”
“With the intent to lure Veronica’s friends here to try and get information. I kind of feel weird about it now.”
“If they come they have the chance to get great deals. They might give us information. It’s a win-win.”
“I agree with Anna and it looks and smells great. What do you need me to do?” Yvette said.
“If you could finish steaming that rack of dresses I wanted to pull a few more pieces of jewelry from the back,” I said.
“Sure,” Yvette said.
“How many people confirmed?” I asked her as she started heading to the back.
“Out of the thirty I called I got mostly voicemail and only a few people called back and said they’d try and make it,” Yvette said apologetically.
My negativity returned. “People do think it’s bad timing. Maybe we should have pushed it off.”
“Not necessarily,” Yvette said. “Even when given advance notice our customers don’t tend to RSVP. They just show up. I wouldn’t give up just yet.”
“She’s right, Pres,” Anna agreed with her.
“I’m sure we’ll get some traffic and that means potential sales. Even if we don’t get any information from Veronica’s friends,” Katy said.
We all got busy putting the final preparations on the event but when I looked at the clock and saw it was thirty minutes after the event was supposed to start I got nervous.
“No one is here. What if no one comes,” I said.
“Then we will have a lot of spiked cider and mini cupcakes to drown our sorrows in,” Anna said. “I don’t know about you, but I’m game for that.”
“It’s still early to be fashionably late,” said Katy and she did have a point. We had several clients who didn’t feel that the event started until they got there.
Another thirty minutes went by and we were almost half way through the event with no customers which drove me to imbibe two spiked ciders to calm my nerves. I hated to think all this work had gone to waste. I was about to declare it a bust and suggest we lock up and eat and drink everything ourselves when a car pulled up.
“Look, Pres. Someone is here,” Yvette said from her seat by the window where she had been intently watching for customers. “I think she’s one of Veronica’s friends, I
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