Bake, Battle & Roll
“The sweetness from the sugar and the unmistakable flavor from the real vanilla bean she’d added danced on her tongue. The creaminess of the custard was like velvet in her mouth. Perfect.She pulled over a tray of the small puff pastries she’d made to house the custard and set the bowl of chocolate she’d drizzle on the top next to her. Spooning the custard into a piping bag, she picked up a pastry, squeezed some custard inside then set it on another tray. She continued until she had one tray completed, then spooned the chocolate on top for a perfect set of miniature bite-sized éclairs.She popped one into her mouth letting the flavorful explosion thrill her taste buds. They were just the way she wanted. She pulled another tray of puff pastries over and started repeating the process.As she filled the pastries she thought about the previous evening’s excursion with Nans and the ladies. Could the biker gang have something to do with Dugasse’s murder? Why would Dugasse be involved with them?
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