Artful Murder by Paty Jager

Author:Paty Jager
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Murder mystery investigation, dreams visions mysticism, spirits angels, paranormal detective, Nez Perce grandmother, small town amateur sleuth, Native American mysteries
Publisher: Windtree Press
Published: 2018-02-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Shandra went straight to Nancy’s office when she reached the school. The woman wasn’t there.

Backtracking to the administration office, she found Rachel sitting at her desk with a less than hospitable expression on her face.

“Something wrong?” Shandra asked.

The secretary jumped, then shot Shandra a smile. “Oh, numbers. Some months everything lines up perfectly and others...” Rachel hit several keys and asked, “What did you need?”

“I’m looking for Nancy. She’s not in her office.” Shandra leaned on the counter, hoping for a chance to see what the woman had been working on.

“She has a doctor’s appointment this morning and wasn’t coming in until noon.” Rachel turned the monitor away from Shandra. “What did you need?”

“Who else on the faculty would know the most about Travis Lange?”

“You could try John Early, his English teacher.”

“Thank you.” Shandra sauntered away from the office with the uneasy feeling Rachel’s gaze was drilling a hole in her back.

She continued down the English and Social Studies departments hallway. The names of the teachers were prominently displayed above the doors. She found Mr. Early’s door and knocked. He was a teacher she hadn’t met.

“Come in,” a deep mature voice called out.

She opened the door and stepped into a room bursting with color. She’d expected words and writings on the walls, not posters of works of art through the ages. “I like your artwork,” she said by way of an introduction.

“I’m impressed with your artwork as well, Ms. Higheagle.” A man with a shock of white hair, a square face, and compact, average height body held out his hand.

“Thank you, Mr. Early. I hadn’t expected to see this in an English room.” She shook hands and wandered along the walls taking in the prints.

“I believe even for writing, one must have a palette from which to gather words. By giving my students these iconic images with every color in the world, they can fuel their thoughts with ideas for stories.” He remained standing by his desk as she wandered.

“Then you teach creative writing?”

“Along with the more structured practices of grammar and sentence diagraming. What brings you to my room?”

She ended her tour at his desk. “I need to know who are Travis Lange’s friends and who are the people who ridicule him.”

Mr. Early waved his hand to the table in front of his desk as he sat in his chair.

Shandra sat on the table, waiting.

“Why do you need to know this about Travis?” Mr. Early dug through a pile of folders on his desk.

“Because someone is trying to make the police believe he killed Mr. Huntley.” She’d decided there wasn’t any time to take things anyway but straight on.

The teacher brought his gaze from the folders to her. “Why would anyone do that? Travis is a good kid. He has some learning disadvantages, but he is very poetic.” He held up a folder. “Here, this is the work he has done in my class.”

Shandra walked up to the desk and took the folder. She returned to her seat. “Do you know about the trouble he had with Mr.

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