MAYBE ONE BROWNIE WAS enough. Did I really need more celebratory chocolaty treats? Of course I did. I had a lot to celebrate. Besides, if I bought a chocolate bar at the marina store, it would give me a chance to question Nancy and Ned about Captain Dan’s murder.
A bell rang as I opened the screen door. Nancy stepped out of the back room, holding a couple of large cans. “Hurry up, close that door. You’re letting flies in.” I shut it behind me, but not fast enough for Nancy. “Now look what you’ve done! There’s a fly next to my computer. Grab that flyswatter and get it.”
“Um, I don’t see one.”
Nancy pointed at the counter. “There. Right there. Are you blind?” All I saw were some large bars of chocolate next to a display of fishing lures.
Nancy marched up to the counter, slammed the cans
