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while back that she heard Tammy was being considered for Belhaven’s postmaster position when Ruth eventually retired.
Kenny stood up. “You want some coffee or something?” he asked.
Gloria shook her head. She stared out the window and waited for Kenny to return. She glanced in the direction of the kitchen. Of course, Kenny was still a suspect.
It wouldn’t hurt for Gloria to get a peek inside his house. She jumped out of her seat and followed him into the kitchen. “I’m sorry, Kenny. I changed my mind. I’ll take that cup of coffee if you have any left.”
Kenny nodded and grabbed a cup from the cupboard. Gloria wandered over to the kitchen sink. She looked to the left, past the kitchen and down the hall. It was empty. Her gaze drifted to the backyard.
There was a large storage shed in the corner, right next to a garden. “Your garden looks like it’s shaping up,” she said.
“Thanks.” Kenny handed her the mug of steaming coffee. Her eyes wandered to the right. One of the shed doors was open and she could see inside. There was stack after stack of white boxes. Post office boxes. They lined both sides of the shed. A narrow aisle ran through the center.
Kenny set his coffee cup down. “Now I know I shut the shed door!” Kenny darted down the back steps and over to the shed. He slammed the door shut and flipped the latch in place. He snapped the padlock in place.
Gloria watched as he headed back up the steps. “I hope no one’s been messing around out there,” he said.
Kenny grabbed his coffee and a box of donuts off the top of the fridge and headed back to the living room. Gloria trailed after him.
She studied Kenny as he reached inside the box of donuts. “Want one?” He handed her a napkin and passed the box to her. She plucked out a chocolate covered donut and nibbled the edge.
“Maybe there doesn’t have to be a middle man. You know. Maybe you just innocently delivered narcotics to a drug dealer…”
Kenny reached for a second donut. “That’s what I thought,” he said.
Gloria polished off the last of her donut and drained the last drop of coffee from her cup. “I better get going. I have some more stops to make.”
She added Seth Palmer to her list of people to talk to. The investigators at the post office might be a little loose at the lips when Seth was around, thinking of him as just a kid. Seth was young, but he was smart as a whip. Gloria knew better than to just write him off.
Gloria headed back into town. Andrea’s sports car was parked in front of the hardware store. She pulled into the empty spot beside her and headed inside. Maybe one of them had heard chitchat about the case.
Gloria opened the door and stepped inside. She heard the tinkle of laughter coming from the back. Brian leaned over and caught a glimpse of Gloria. “Uh-oh, we’ve been busted,” he teased.
Andrea giggled. Her head popped into view. A smile warmed her pretty face. They both turned and faced Gloria. “How’s the washer holding up?”
Gloria hopped up on the barstool and plunked her purse down beside her. “Just dandy, thanks to you!”
“You get the locks changed on Andrea’s place?” she asked.
The smile left Brian’s face. “Yes, ma’am. Did that the other day. Right after Andrea told me what happened.”
Andrea wandered around the side of the counter and jumped up on the chair beside her friend. “I heard you were having a yard sale.”
Gloria must’ve gotten that “deer in the headlight” look on her face. Andrea touched her arm. “No, no. I’m not bringing anything over. Dot told me your barn is already quite full!”
Gloria sighed. “Yeah, this thing has taken on a life of its own. You wouldn’t believe all the stuff…”
“Cool stuff, I’m sure. I want to be one of your best customers,” Andrea said. “I still have lots of spots to
Kenny stood up. “You want some coffee or something?” he asked.
Gloria shook her head. She stared out the window and waited for Kenny to return. She glanced in the direction of the kitchen. Of course, Kenny was still a suspect.
It wouldn’t hurt for Gloria to get a peek inside his house. She jumped out of her seat and followed him into the kitchen. “I’m sorry, Kenny. I changed my mind. I’ll take that cup of coffee if you have any left.”
Kenny nodded and grabbed a cup from the cupboard. Gloria wandered over to the kitchen sink. She looked to the left, past the kitchen and down the hall. It was empty. Her gaze drifted to the backyard.
There was a large storage shed in the corner, right next to a garden. “Your garden looks like it’s shaping up,” she said.
“Thanks.” Kenny handed her the mug of steaming coffee. Her eyes wandered to the right. One of the shed doors was open and she could see inside. There was stack after stack of white boxes. Post office boxes. They lined both sides of the shed. A narrow aisle ran through the center.
Kenny set his coffee cup down. “Now I know I shut the shed door!” Kenny darted down the back steps and over to the shed. He slammed the door shut and flipped the latch in place. He snapped the padlock in place.
Gloria watched as he headed back up the steps. “I hope no one’s been messing around out there,” he said.
Kenny grabbed his coffee and a box of donuts off the top of the fridge and headed back to the living room. Gloria trailed after him.
She studied Kenny as he reached inside the box of donuts. “Want one?” He handed her a napkin and passed the box to her. She plucked out a chocolate covered donut and nibbled the edge.
“Maybe there doesn’t have to be a middle man. You know. Maybe you just innocently delivered narcotics to a drug dealer…”
Kenny reached for a second donut. “That’s what I thought,” he said.
Gloria polished off the last of her donut and drained the last drop of coffee from her cup. “I better get going. I have some more stops to make.”
She added Seth Palmer to her list of people to talk to. The investigators at the post office might be a little loose at the lips when Seth was around, thinking of him as just a kid. Seth was young, but he was smart as a whip. Gloria knew better than to just write him off.
Gloria headed back into town. Andrea’s sports car was parked in front of the hardware store. She pulled into the empty spot beside her and headed inside. Maybe one of them had heard chitchat about the case.
Gloria opened the door and stepped inside. She heard the tinkle of laughter coming from the back. Brian leaned over and caught a glimpse of Gloria. “Uh-oh, we’ve been busted,” he teased.
Andrea giggled. Her head popped into view. A smile warmed her pretty face. They both turned and faced Gloria. “How’s the washer holding up?”
Gloria hopped up on the barstool and plunked her purse down beside her. “Just dandy, thanks to you!”
“You get the locks changed on Andrea’s place?” she asked.
The smile left Brian’s face. “Yes, ma’am. Did that the other day. Right after Andrea told me what happened.”
Andrea wandered around the side of the counter and jumped up on the chair beside her friend. “I heard you were having a yard sale.”
Gloria must’ve gotten that “deer in the headlight” look on her face. Andrea touched her arm. “No, no. I’m not bringing anything over. Dot told me your barn is already quite full!”
Gloria sighed. “Yeah, this thing has taken on a life of its own. You wouldn’t believe all the stuff…”
“Cool stuff, I’m sure. I want to be one of your best customers,” Andrea said. “I still have lots of spots to
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