Connor's Gamble by Kathy Ivan

Author:Kathy Ivan [Ivan, Kathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Ink Lion Books
Published: 2014-03-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Sunday

Trudy huddled up against the headboard of her bed, puffing out a harsh breath. She was alone in the room she shared with Esther. Esther, of course, was nowhere to be found, probably down with the rest of the ladies, gossiping about Abby's death, while Trudy hid here in their room, scared spitless she'd be thrown in prison. All because she'd lied to a cop.

That policeman, Detective Taglier, he'd terrified her. With his pointed questions and his sharp, intelligent eyes that bored right through her and seemed to see straight to her soul.

He knew. He was smart, plus he was a detective. And he seemed like the kind of man who never gave up until he'd figured out all the pieces of the puzzle. What were they going to do?

Maybe if he'd allowed Esther to stay when he asked his questions, but he'd only allowed Alyssa in the room. The activities director was sweet, but she wasn't Esther. Esther was her best friend; she kept Trudy focused. Trudy knew she tended to be scattered, heck fire, she'd been that way all her life. Scatterbrained, forgetful, incompetent—people always made fun of her. She couldn't help it if her mind wandered.

Like it was doing right now. That detective, he hadn't come right out and said he knew she was lying, but his eyes, that shark-like gaze missed nothing. He took notes, writing in his little notebook as she'd told her story, but deep down, Trudy knew the cop had found her out.

It bothered her he'd shown up in New Orleans. That meant he wasn't closing the case, like Esther said he would. It had been an accident. Abby bumped her head and hit it against the nightstand when Esther pushed her. It bled like a stuck pig, but she'd been alive and kicking when they'd left her room.

Yet the detective followed them to New Orleans and kept asking more questions. He obviously didn’t buy the accident scenario, but it was the truth! Why didn't he just leave her alone and go back to his Podunk little hick town and solve cases that really needed solving?

Had he talked to Esther yet, she wondered? They'd worked on their story over and over until every detail matched. Yes, sir, they'd seen Mrs. Spencer right before dinner. She'd talked about how excited she was to get to New Orleans and play the slots. Trudy smiled, leaning her head back against the headboard and gave a watery sniffle. Abby sure loved playing the slots. Started out with the dollar slots and worked her way upward to the bigger money ones.

Now she was gone. Dead.

It still seemed a bit surreal, like it hadn't really happened. The last time Trudy saw her was in her room after dinner. That wasn't a lie. She and Esther went to reason with her. But there wasn't any reasoning with the stubborn old battle-axe. She wanted in on their plans at the casino and wasn't taking no for an answer. She'd threatened to rat them out to the hotel casino staff if they hadn't cut her in for a piece of the pie.

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