TERROR IN A TEAPOT EXCERPT TERROR IN A TEAPOT - SILVER SISTERS BOOK 2 | Page 12

Chapter 2
It took three cups of chamomile tea for Goldie’s mother-inlaw to fill her in on all the gossip surrounding the young priest’s
murder. “Your friend, Ollie Oliver, is the most worthless Chief of
Police I’ve ever seen. He doesn’t even know where to begin. No
motive, no clue.”
Goldie sighed. “Yeah, I know he seems pretty clueless
sometimes, but he tries hard.”
Belle harrumphed, gathered up her tote bags and headed for
the door. As she was leaving, she called over her shoulder,
“Thanks for the tea, Goldie, I’m off to order the balloons for my
salmon bake. See ya.”
The moment the door slammed shut, Goldie broke out in a
cold sweat.
Rudy looked up. “What’s got hold of you?”
“You mean besides the missing samovar shipment and Father Augustine’s murder?”
“Yes’m, you look like your evil twin sister put the mojo on
you.”
“Well sort of, but it’s really more about Belle. When she
mentioned the salmon bake, I remembered I was supposed to
invite Godiva to her seventy-fifth birthday bash. I completely
forgot.”
A swift glance at the calendar confirmed the worst. Belle’s
big salmon bake was less than two weeks away.
“How are you gonna hornswoggle that stuck up sister of
yours into comin’ two thousand miles to sing Happy Birthday to
someone she don’t even like?”
“Ohhh, I don’t have a clue. And, that isn’t all of it. Belle
wants Mom and Uncle Sterling to come, too. I think she’s got the
hots for poor Unk, and she even wants Godiva’s boyfriend Caesar