Jan handed the paper to Kenny.
“That’s two similar fortunes two days in a row. Marsha gets the sort I used to get. Have you ever seen anything like this before Kenny?”
“No, this is most unusual. I don’t understand.”
Marsha was deep in thought. She looked up at Kenny.
“Kenny, could you bring us some more of these cookies please? I’ll pay for them.”
“No need Miss Marsha, I will bring them.”
She leaned over and fixed Jan with a look.
“Let’s see what else there is. Maybe we can get to the bottom of this.”
Kenny returned with a plate full of cookies. Putting it down he excused himself to tend to customers.
They dived in and began opening the cookies. Every last one of them was the sort of inane message usually found. Jan leaned back and sighed.
“Well, I guess we could ask him to bring more but I don’t suppose it will do any good.”
“You’re probably right. But how could it be that you get two ominous messages?”
Jan shook her head.
“I don’t know. I’m more concerned about the creep who might be stalking me and the vile message on the phone. Do you think the cookies and call are connected?”
“This is all very strange. I think it’s good to take it serious but I don’t know what else to say except maybe you should invest in a private detective to follow this stalker and find out who he is.”
“That might be a good idea. Do you know any?”
“Not me. Try the yellow pages. We know the guy comes here, it shouldn’t take more than a couple of days to find out who he is. Might solve the whole mystery.”
“I’ll see. Anyway I should go home, I’ve got some stuff to do. Thanks for coming out with me today.”
They parted ways and as Jan headed for the parking garage she was too distracted to notice the man following her at a discreet distance. She drove home and occupied herself with filling out the final papers for the probate on the house she had inherited from her mother. It had been nearly six months since the funeral and her grief was ebbing but dealing with matters related to the will still made her sad. She had lost her father several years before and as an only child she had inherited her parents considerable estate.
When she was done with the paper work it was nearly sundown. She poured herself a glass of wine and went out onto the balcony to enjoy the late afternoon light. Feeling melancholy she let her mind drift back over the last year of her life. She had terminated her relationship with her last boyfriend and had been disinclined to return to dating.
She had no more than gotten over him when her mother had been diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumour. She had gone quickly and with little pain which was a blessing but Jan had felt at loose ends ever since. Her nearest family member was a first cousin who lived several states away. They had never been close, though the cousin had made it to the funeral and stayed a day with her after the burial. She hadn’t heard from her since.
She had Marsha and couple of other good friends but for the most part she was alone. She went in and poured herself another glass of wine and settled into the couch to watch some television. Feeling hungry a short time later she decided to order some food in.
She was reaching for the phone when it rang.
Part 5 Tomorrow