Assassin's Hood by Garrett Hutson

Author:Garrett Hutson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Assassin, LGBT mystery, historical mystery, spy mystery, chinese, japanese, Shanghai
Publisher: Warfleigh Publishing
Published: 2019-07-14T00:00:00+00:00

15

They didn’t see Kawakami that morning. They left the dining car after a while, and met up in the club car later. Jonesy had a deck of cards, and the three of them played Eights for a while, until Doug got tired of playing and went back to his berth for a book. When he got back to the club car, Jonesy and Lucy were playing Gin Rummy.

Long train rides always bored Doug. It was one of the reasons he had so rarely returned to San Francisco for a visit after he moved to Washington in 1932.

One of many reasons.

When they hadn’t seen Kawakami by the time they finished lunch, Doug began to wonder what was going on. He said something to Jonesy about it after the waiter cleared their table.

“Maybe somebody knocked him off,” Jonesy joked.

“Don’t even joke about that.” Because maybe someone did. Doug couldn’t help that thought.

“We would have heard if someone had found a body,” Lucy pointed out. “That gossip would have flown through this train like a carrier pigeon.”

Jonesy chuckled. “Like ‘Murder on the Orient Express,’ huh?”

Lucy blushed. “Yes, I suppose so. I read that one a couple of years ago. Maybe I had its plot on my mind, since we’re on a train and going to investigate a murder.”

“I read that one, too,” Doug said. “I didn’t like the ending.”

Lucy looked surprised. “Oh? Really? I thought it was brilliant.”

Doug shrugged. “I can’t decide what I think of Agatha Christie’s mysteries. They’re very clever, but sometimes I think just a little too clever.”

“Don’t listen to him,” Lucy said to Jonesy, waving a hand in Doug’s direction. “He likes Hemingway, for heaven’s sake.”

“Really?” Jonesy said, giving Doug a funny look. “Well, I suppose that shouldn’t surprise me.”

Doug frowned. “What do you mean by that?”

Before Jonesy answered, something caught his attention, and he stared behind Doug. “Don’t look now,” he mumbled under his breath.

Doug had to stop himself from turning around. “Kawakami?” he whispered out of the side of his mouth, looking toward the side, across the opposite table as if he were looking at the scenery on the other side of the train.

“Uh huh,” Jonesy said, casually, and lit a cigar.

“Well then, I suppose we won’t need a Hercule Poirot, will we?” Lucy said with a bright smile.

Jonesy chuckled and took a drag on his cigar.

Kawakami’s wide form passed them, and he took a seat at a small booth at the far end of the dining car, opposite side of the aisle, and sat facing them.

Doug supposed it was part of Kawakami’s regular practice to sit facing the entire room, and probably had nothing to do with facing them in particular.

Perhaps he should start making a habit of that himself.

“Let’s go,” he said, nodding toward the exit, and they got up and left the dining car.

“I think I’m going to take a nap,” Lucy said as they made their way through the train. “I feel like a little girl saying that, but I’m tired.”

“A nap sounds good to me, too,” Doug said.

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