Changing of the Guard Dog by Lane Stone

Author:Lane Stone
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2019-01-14T17:59:52+00:00

Chapter 23

Lady Anthea and I had picked up tacos from Taco Reho, an upscale food truck in the Big Chill Surf Cantina’s parking lot, and now we were driving north on Route 1, headed back to my house to get Albert. We were going to Roosevelt Inlet to enjoy our delicacies. The sun would set around seven thirty and we intended to be there to see that it did.

“I’ll pick up Abby and check on Marin and then we can go,” I said.

“After a full day of bossing that Pekingese around, Abby should be knackered,” she said. “And Marin loved every minute of it.”

“Shelby said Marin did so much better today than yesterday. There didn’t seem to be nearly as much stress.”

We took a shortcut through the Arby’s parking lot to get to the Villages of Five Points. She looked around and asked, “What is this?”

“They sell roast beef sandwiches. That’s why it’s R-B’s.”

“We don’t have so many fast-food restaurants in England.” She had always been curious about the town and American culture and life in general. Her brother could not have cared less. When we crossed Savannah Road to enter the subdivision she spoke again. “We’re all set for the late rehearsal?” she asked.

“So far, so good. I haven’t heard from Cordy so I’m assuming the musicians agreed to the plan. I left a check for the room deposit. We need to be there a little before eight, and when we finish, the cleaning crew will lock up,” I said. “Will you be able to get away from your brother?”

“I told him we would be cleaning crates,” she said with a chuckle. “He didn’t offer to join us. Did you tell John about our plan?”

I nodded. “He’s not wild about it since the murderer could be someone in the orchestra. He doesn’t trust Bess Harper or Cordy Galligan.”

“So, as usual, he’s jumping to conclusions!”

“He doesn’t suspect them of murder—yet—but you have to admit every clue points to the Potomac Symphony Orchestra. And both women have lied to him. Cordy said she never met the first victim but we have a photo of them together the morning of the day he died. Bess Harper said she didn’t call the second victim, but her phone says otherwise. It’s like because they’re in the arts, no one wants to call bullshit.”

Lady Anthea pinched the bridge of her nose. “I do want him to find out who killed Georg Nielsen. He was a musical genius.”

I hit my steering wheel with my palms in frustration. “And because Nick Knightley was an ex-con, his murder isn’t as important?”

“I apologize. You’re right, of course. I’m frustrated and annoyed that we’re having to spend our time on late-night rehearsals because of my brother when we should be working to solve both murders.”

I turned onto West Batten. She was convinced that time spent with the PSO was time taken away from the investigation, and I was just as sure of the opposite. Albert would soon be with us so we had a good excuse to drop the subject.

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