1 Aunt Bessie Assumes by Diana Xarissa

Author:Diana Xarissa [Xarissa, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-05-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Thursday morning was clear and noticeably warmer. Bessie smiled, in spite of her tiredness, as she looked out her bedroom window. For the first time in ages, she might actually enjoy her morning walk. After a quick shower, she dressed and headed down for some breakfast. Hugh was still snoring loudly and she wondered just how much noise pollution the young policeman was causing.

After tea and toast she headed out for a short walk before Hugh was even awake. This time she walked towards the police crime scene tape, stopping just short of it. She frowned as she studied the scene in the dimly lit dawn. With the fluctuating tides of the last several days it was impossible to tell exactly where Daniel Pierce’s body had been. Any evidence that had been missed was, no doubt, long gone as well. Bessie breathed in deeply, pulling fresh salty air into her lungs. In spite of everything that had happened this week, she still loved the island.

With Hugh up and fed and off to work, Bessie tidied her cottage and then spent the rest of the morning working on her research paper. She hadn’t done anywhere near as much as she would have liked over the last few days. Bahey was picking her up at half-eleven, so at eleven she shut her computer off and stretched.

“I’m getting old,” she sighed to herself as her an entire range of muscles complained when she got to her feet. In her bedroom she changed into black trousers and a lightweight lilac-coloured sweater. Her hair needed a quick brushing after that and she even took the time to add a touch of colour to her cheeks and lips.

“Not so old that you still don’t look good,” she grinned at herself in the mirror. She gathered up her handbag and checked that her mobile was charged. Until the murderer was safely behind bars, she didn’t want to take any chances.

On the dot of eleven-thirty a fancy black car pulled up outside Bessie’s cottage. As Bessie opened her door, Bahey rolled her window down and shouted to her.

“Hello, Aunt Bessie, hop in.”

Bessie locked up her cottage. When she turned around, the car’s driver had climbed out and he was now holding the car door open for her. She flushed as she slid past him into the car. Such fancy treatment wasn’t what she was used to. There had been a time, many years ago, when taxi drivers sometimes afforded the same courtesy, but the practice seemed to have died out. Some days Bessie felt as if her taxi driver thought he was doing her a favour by simply slowing down when she was ready to get out.

The luxury car slid smoothly along the road as Bahey fussed over her. “Fancy you finding two dead bodies,” she prattled. “I mean, finding Danny must have been awful, but then to go and find Miss Samantha as well? I can’t imagine what that must have been like.”

When she paused for a breath, Bessie just murmured a vague reply.

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