Cornish Pasty Conspiracy - The Killing in the Filling: Albert Smith's Culinary Capers Recipe 13 by steve higgs

Author:steve higgs [Higgs, Steve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-10-07T04:00:00+00:00

Lies

Albert emerged from the backroom dressed once more in his own clothes. In the small toilet located beyond the customer area of the shop, he’d found a sink and some soap. It dealt with the makeup more or less, not that Albert could see the bits he’d missed in the dim light coming from a low watt overhead bulb. Nevertheless, he looked like Albert again.

“Who’s this?” Rodney wanted to know, spinning around when the door behind him unexpectedly opened.

Stacey did the introductions. “Rodders this is Albert. He’s a friend of mine. Albert, please meet my brother. Rodney, Albert has a few questions for you.”

“Are they the same questions you just asked?” Rodney snapped at his sister.

Waiting for Albert to finish getting dressed, Stacey had once again demanded to know what his idiot friends at the pasty shop were up to. She’d been nice about it then though. Now she let rip.

“Chris is dead!” Stacey pointed out, her voice rising with the exasperation she felt. “Someone killed him, Rodney.”

Rodney eyebrows knitted into a frown.

“That’s not what the police said. They told us he probably fell to his death, but they needed to investigate his recent movements to eliminate …”

“Any possibility of foul play,” Albert finished the words he knew were coming. With Rodney now looking his way, Albert continued, “They say that because once you claim a person has been murdered it begins a chain of events that cannot be undone. Better to treat a death as suspicious and solve it before the press catch wind.”

Rodney was defensive before the old man entered the room – his sister had seen to that with her insistence that he was lying to her. It went up a notch.

“So what are you saying? Do you think I killed Chris? He was my friend!”

Albert’s years as a detective, the thousands of hours of interviews he’d conducted, allowed him to read Rodney. Stacey’s younger brother was upset – naturally so following his friend’s death this morning. The emotions battering his mind were causing him to lash out and right now he had a target whose feelings he didn’t need to care about.

Offering the young man a sad smile, Albert said, “It’s hard losing a friend. I’ve lost a few in the course of my life. His passing must have been quite a shock.”

Thrown off balance by the old man’s tone and choice of words – Rodney had expected to be shouted at and was ready to respond in kind – the wind in his sails deflated slightly.

His ire decreased further when Stacey put a gentle arm around his shoulders.

“Chris was a nice guy.” Her words were softly spoken and laced with tender affection. “I liked him.”

Rodney found himself adrift on a sea of sadness. The news had hit him like a bucket of ice water to the face, but in the face of the festival crowds and all the customers filing through the door, he had pushed his emotions aside to focus on doing as Terry asked – it was one of the busiest days of the year and Terry needed him.

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