A Sinister Sense by Allison Kingsley

Author:Allison Kingsley [Kingsley, Allison]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Mystery & Detective, General, Women Sleuths
ISBN: 9780425251416
Google: AzSb0j0LGzUC
Amazon: 0425251411
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2012-07-03T04:00:00+00:00

Clara pulled in a deep breath. “My name is Clara Quinn,” she said quickly, “and I’m a friend of Rick Sanders.”

The man’s frown intensified. “Is that supposed to mean something to me?”

Clara felt Stephanie’s fingers stabbing her in the back. Ignoring her she answered, “He’s the man accused of killing Frank Tomeski.”

The gardener’s expression grew hostile. “What’s that got to do with me?”

“I believe you were acquainted with Mr. Tomeski.”

“Who told you that?”

Clara lifted her chin. “Never mind who told me. Is it true?”

“Are you a cop?”

Clara shook her head. “No, Mr. Lamont. I told you, I’m just a friend of Rick Sanders. I’m trying to find out what I can about Frank Tomeski, because I don’t believe Rick killed him. I’d be very grateful if you could tell me what, if anything, you know about him.”

The gardener tilted his head to one side and studied her for a minute, then looked at Stephanie. “What about her?”

“She’s my cousin. We work together in her bookstore. She’s helping me find out what happened the night Frank Tomeski was killed.”

Stephanie stepped forward, holding out a hand that wasn’t quite steady. “I’m pleased to meet you.”

Lamont stared at her as if she’d lost her mind. “What do you want to know?”

Clara moved closer to the wall to get out of the sun’s searing glare. The barking had stopped. She hoped that meant the dog had settled down again and wasn’t roaming around the yard looking for them. Stephanie scuttled over to join her, watched closely by the gardener.

“When did you last see Frank Tomeski?”

“About five years ago.” Lamont shifted his position so he had his back to the sun. His skin had been burned to leather, and his light blue eyes seemed like twin laser beams as they raked Clara’s face.

“Was he coming here to see you?” Clara watched him closely, hoping to read something in his face that would tell her if he was lying, since it seemed the Sense was absent as usual.

For a long moment she was afraid he wasn’t going to answer, then he seemed to make up his mind about something and shook his head. “I didn’t even know Frank was in town until I saw his face on TV. I’d been at the shooting range for a couple of hours, and I went over to the bowling alley for a beer or two. That’s when Frank turned up on the news. Believe me, that was some kind of shock.”

“It must have been a bigger shock to realize you were in the bowling alley the night he was killed.”

Buzz narrowed his eyes. “You been talking to Jason? He needs his mouth sewn up with catgut.”

Clara hurried on. “Do you remember anything about that night that might have seemed unusual? Like someone acting weird?”

“The only thing I remember about that night is nearly being run over by a black SUV. If I hadn’t stepped out the way pretty quick, I would have ended up next to Frank in the morgue.

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