Chapter Nine
Moments later Meadow and Beatrice were heading to their respective cars in the Patchwork Cottage parking lot. Beatrice had quietly asked Posy if she could take Miss Sissy back home for her. They didn’t say a word to anyone else on the way out and no one noticed that they were slipping out since the meeting was in the process of ending, anyway.
Beatrice said, “Ramsay may not want us to be anywhere around his crime scene, you know.”
Meadow sniffed. “If he knows what’s good for him, he’ll let us be in the area. I want you to find out exactly what’s going on here before things get even worse! Besides, he did call me.”
“To let you know that he wouldn’t be home for dinner,” said Beatrice in a dry voice. “That’s hardly the same thing as inviting you to come out to interfere with
