Dead Wrong by Vannetta Chapman

Author:Vannetta Chapman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cozy mystery, cozy mystery christian, cozy mystery authors, amish mystery books, amish mystery novels, Christian cozy mysteries, Amish mystery and suspense, Amish murder mystery series
Publisher: Vannetta Chapman
Published: 2019-11-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Agatha found Henry and Jan Glick sitting and staring at the partially-demolished tennis courts.

“There’s a better view down by the river.”

They looked up at her. Jan attempted a smile but it slipped away, replaced by a look of pure concern. Henry waited, apparently ready for the confrontation that lay ahead.

She’d been prepared to quiz them about the web page, but looking at the couple—they weren’t quite elderly, probably only five years older than she was—all her accusations fell away. Instead, she felt a deep sympathy for them, along with an intense desire to somehow make things right.

“What’s wrong?” She stood in front of them, close enough to read their expressions, but not so close as to make them feel caught. “I know it has to do with Russell Dixon. I found his...his webpage.”

Henry and Jan shared a look. Jan nodded once and Henry pulled out an old pipe he carried around, though Agatha had yet to see him light it. He studied the thing as if the answers to the trials of life lay within it.

“My dat gave me this. He was a wise man. Had a proverb for near about everything. Fortune favors the bold, he’d say. By which I suppose he meant daring to change the crop in the north field, or purchasing a different type of dairy cow.”

“We couldn’t have known, Henry.” Jan put a hand on his arm.

Henry patted her hand and raised his eyes to Agatha’s. “Dat also said that contentment is not getting what we want but being satisfied with what we have.”

“That’s sometimes difficult to do.”

“Indeed.”

“Tell me about Russell Dixon. You knew him before you came here?”

“We knew of him. He’d been to Indiana, gave a talk to prospective investors—fancy term for someone willing to plunk down their hard-earned cash.”

“It was a scam?”

“Apparently.”

“So you came here to confront him?”

“Nein.” Jan took up the story. “We simply wanted to meet with him and clarify where exactly our investment went. It’s been over a year, and he promised updates but they never came.”

“How much did you invest?”

“More than we should have.” Henry stared out across the courts. “More than we should have.”

Jan let out a long exhale. “It was our nest egg. You know how the price of land has risen in Indiana. We were hoping if we could find a way to double our money that we could help the grandkinner as they try to buy farmland. Now, well now it seems as if we’ve lost it all.”

“Dixon agreed to meet with you?”

“Reluctantly.” Henry ran his thumb over the bowl of the pipe, then slipped it back into his pocket. “He told us he had other business here, and that if we could make it he’d be happy to sit down with us and explain in detail where our money was and what kind of return we were receiving.”

“Did the Fishers and Beilers invest as well?”

“Ya.”

“We’ll need to all meet with Tony and possibly Lieutenant Bannister.”

“The Fishers are gone.”

“Gone?”

“They went back this morning.”

“But they already paid for two more nights.

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