smiled. “That’s great.”
Addison was as excited as a little kid. “Do you want to hear it?”
“Of course,” Daisy answered.
***
Addison was right. It was an amazingly catchy song. The kind that stayed in a person’s head. After hearing it, Daisy knew her cousin would be a star one day. Daisy just hoped there weren’t as many shenanigans at her first album release party as there had been at Chloe’s book launch.
Before calling it a night, Daisy gave her boyfriend Gavin a call. After a quick rundown of the day, they both exchanged a quick ‘I love you’. After that, Daisy’s head hit the pillow. Hopefully when she woke up, a better day would be waiting for her.
Chapter Twelve
Unfortunately, the morning brought an awful surprise. Daisy should have known trouble was on the horizon. It was one of those mornings when the sun refused to shine. Overcast days were no stranger to Vancouver. On the good days, the sun would burn off the hazy marine layer and chase away the clouds. On the bad days, the residents of Vancouver were in for an extended period of oppressive gloominess.
As Daisy laid on the lumpy mattress of her cousin’s pull-out couch with one of the metal springs doing its best to dig into her back, she could tell gloom and doom were going to win the day. The sky was more than just solid gray. Storm clouds were threatening to make it a soggy morning.
Daisy’s head was in a fog. It was one thing to feel groggy, it was another to feel like she hadn’t slept all night. It was only after an evening of tossing and turning all night that Daisy realized how important a full night of sleep really was.
The pull-out couch was the culprit. It felt like it was engineered to be as uncomfortable as possible. Daisy didn’t want to sound ungrateful. Her cousin had been very kind to let Daisy stay with her. That being said, if Daisy knew that sleep would come at such a premium at Addison’s place, Daisy would have stayed at Chloe’s instead.
Suddenly coffee became the most welcome sight in the world to Daisy. She didn’t know what she’d do without caffeine. Before Daisy had a chance to brew a pot however, Addison’s doorbell rang.
Addison McDare came out of her bedroom looking perplexed that someone was at her door.
“Expecting someone?” Daisy asked.
“Not in the least,” Addison answered.
Addison went to the door and looked through the peephole. She then freaked out.
“What’s the matter? Who is it?” Daisy asked.
Addison slowly backed away from the door with a wide-eyed look on her face as the doorbell rang again.
Daisy turned to her cousin. “Will you tell me what’s going on?”
Addison’s voice cracked as she answered. “It’s the police.”
Daisy furrowed her brow. “Really?”
“Do you think I’d lie about something like that?” Addison replied.
“But why would they come here?”
Addison was more panicked than ever. “Why would you ask me that?
“Addison, you need to calm down. You’re completely freaking out here.”
“Sorry. It’s just that the last time the police were at my doorway, they were accusing me of murder.”
“Which you didn’t commit,” Daisy said.
“True, but ever since then, I’ve been skittish around police officers.” Addison admitted.
The doorbell rang again.
“Why don’t you get the door? I’m sure you have nothing to worry about,” Daisy added.
Addison reluctantly approached her door and opened it. A square-jawed police deputy stood with his partner.
“Daisy McDare?” Deputy Adams asked.
“Daisy, what do you need her for?” Addison replied.
“Are you Daisy or not?” Deputy Adams continued.
Daisy stepped forward. “I’m Daisy. What’s this about?”
“The detective needs to ask you a few questions,” Deputy