A Fowl Play on Christmas Day by P.D. Workman

A Fowl Play on Christmas Day by P.D. Workman

Author:P.D. Workman [Workman, P.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: pd workman


CHAPTER 16

Joshua’s eyes lit up when he and Reg started pulling the notebooks, newspaper clippings, and other articles out of the box. He was in the right profession; it was clear he loved a good investigation.

“Have you read through all of this already?” he asked.

“No.” Reg gave a little laugh and an embarrassed shrug. “I’m not much of a reader. I need someone else who can go through it and talk to me about it. Summarize it for me.”

She was afraid the suggestion would turn him off or he would roll his eyes at her inability to do the job herself, but he didn’t seem deterred.

“Great!” Joshua agreed. “This is so cool, you know. All of the investigative work now is on the computer. Sometimes you have to go back to an article, a paper source or microfiche, but most of the time, it’s all been digitized. This is different. This is something you can really dig your teeth into.”

“Uh, yeah,” Reg agreed. She was glad that it was exciting for him. Reg would go with a video summary over print any day.

“This was back before I was even born,” he enthused, laying out the articles and photographs. “Look at this—a picture of the theater when it was only half finished.”

“Have you heard the story? About Marbleton taking off with the money?”

“I guess so, yeah. I didn’t remember his name, but I remember hearing talk about it. And how the theater is haunted now.” He held up a hand. “We don’t believe in that kind of thing. I think Mom is probably right and it just has a messed-up electrical system because it was put together piecemeal by guys who didn’t really know what they were doing. But they’ve tried to fix it more than once. Every time they do, they say it will work just fine now and there will be no more problems. But then the next performance comes along, and it is the same old story.” He chuckled over this.

“So you don’t believe it’s haunted either?”

“Well… no. We don’t believe in that kind of stuff.”

Reg wondered. He kept saying “we” and referring to his mother, but she wasn’t there to talk about it. Maybe he wanted to show respect for the beliefs he’d been raised with and wasn’t sure yet what he believed about things like ghosts and hauntings.

She let it go. For now.

“There’s a gap in here,” Reg pointed out. “Between the headlines that say Marbleton made off with all the money, and the ones saying his car had been discovered in the ravine. There’s a few weeks or a couple months when everyone thought he’d gotten away with it and was living high on the hog on some island where the authorities couldn’t get him.”

Joshua nodded. “Yeah. When they went to arrest him, he’d fled. They figured he got away.”

“Until those hikers found him.”

“Gotta feel sorry for them,” Joshua said with a grimace. But the way his eyes were shining suggested he wasn’t feeling too bad for them.



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