Cottage on Gooseberry Bay Books 7 - 9 by Kathi Daley

Author:Kathi Daley [Daley, Kathi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kathi Daley Books
Published: 2022-06-06T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

By the time Phoenix and I made it back to the mansion, Adam had spoken to Deputy Todd, who’d let Remington leave with Coop after making him promise not to leave town. The eyewitness who claimed to have seen Santa running from the crime scene couldn’t remember any details other than the fact that the man was dressed in a Santa suit. Adam had argued that there were several men in town dressed in the same manner on the night in question and that it could have been any of them. Once it was determined that the eyewitness couldn’t remember if the Santa he saw was tall or short, thin or fat, black or white, Todd was forced to release the man pending the discovery of additional proof that it was our Santa who’d been seen fleeing the alley.

It seemed that Archie and the kids had the decorating chore handled, so I loaded up the dogs and headed to the peninsula to speak to Coop and Remington directly. Adam decided to stay behind since he was expecting an international call on his landline, so the dogs and I said our goodbyes and headed out. When we arrived, we found Jemma at Coop’s cottage.

“Ainsley,” Jemma greeted me. “I’m glad you’re here. We were just about to head over to my cottage where I have my computer, and we’ll have more room to work.”

“Is Josie still at work?” I asked.

“She is. She’ll be home in a couple hours. She indicated that she’d bring dinner home with her.”

I glanced at Remington. “Have you remembered anything more?”

He nodded. “A bit. My memories of what occurred after I remembered being at the hotel in Seattle are coming back to me in fragments. I feel like the complete memory is just beyond my grasp, which is frustrating.”

“What happens when you really focus on the memory you want to bring forward?” I wondered.

“Nothing happens; it just isn’t reachable. When I try to focus, all I can grab onto are these fragments that feel like part of the whole but don’t really tell the whole story.”

“What sort of things have you remembered?” I asked as we made the short walk between Coop’s cottage and Jemma’s.

“I remember being in the alley. I think I was following someone, and the person I was following went into the alley, but I can’t be sure about that. I’m not sure why I would have been in the alley otherwise unless it was a shortcut to wherever I was heading.”

“Do you remember who stabbed Carlton?”

He shook his head. “No. I can’t quite grab that memory yet. I feel like it’s just beyond my reach.”

“Do you remember why you were dressed as Santa?”

“No,” Santa admitted. “The fact that I was dressed in a Santa suit seems to indicate that I was either undercover as a Santa for hire, which I may have been if I was gathering data for a story, or I used the Santa suit as a means of disguising my true identity.

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