CHapter Nine
I told Nellie about our trip to meet Dusty Rose the previous evening. “She acted like she didn’t know he was dead.”
“ Well, I wouldn’t believe anything that came out of that scarlet hussy’s mouth!” Nellie spat. “I went down there and tried to kick her skinny hind end. She kept squealing that it was all a big misunderstanding.”
“ Do you know how long Mike had been seeing her?” I asked as I poured us both another cup of coffee. I splashed a healthy dollop of cream into mine.
“ Far as I can tell from going through all our bank accounts, a few months. I always let him handle the money. Never looked at our bank statements. He handled the books for the coffee shop and the pickle factory. Now I’ve got to learn how to do all of it.” She took a big gulp of coffee and grimaced. “
