Death Distilled by Melinda Mullet

Author:Melinda Mullet
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2017-09-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

We pulled up in front of Fell Farm and Rory shot out the front door, closely followed by his security guards.

“What the hell happened?”

“I’m fine, thanks for asking,” Summer snapped.

“Are you hurt?”

“She took a tumble down the ridge at the back,” I said. “She’s cold and sore, but she wouldn’t let me take her to the doctors. I suspect she just needs some rest.”

“Thanks for bringing me home, Abi. I’ll be in touch.” Summer walked past her father without a glance and slammed the front door behind her.

Rory swore violently in the direction of the house before turning to address me.

“Come in,” he said. “I need a drink.”

He pulled out a bottle of excessively old Macallan and poured us both a large drink and pointed to the couch. “I’m still out of Abbey Glen,” he said with a scowl.

“I’ll see what I can do.” I turned to face him and took a much-needed drink. The Macallan was the grand dame of the Speyside malts, rich, mellow, and sherry laden with a heavenly finish. Just the thing after roaming through the hills in the chill damp air. “Heard anything new from the police?”

“Patty and Gerry were asked to stay in town for a few more days. The cops are still going through the computers and the electric generators.” Rory drained his glass and poured another. “I’m just sick about Leo.”

“You heard the police, it was an accident,” I said with as much conviction as I could muster.

“Are they sure?” Rory asked. “Seems like another ‘coincidence’ to me.”

“Why would someone want to kill Leo?”

“I don’t know. Maybe he saw something he shouldn’t have. Or maybe I’m just seeing murder everywhere these days.”

“You have reason to. I haven’t discounted that possibility myself, but first we need to focus on who’d want to label you as a killer.”

“I told you the other night, I don’t know.”

“Killing isn’t only murder,” I pointed out. “You can kill someone’s dreams, kill a career by dragging someone through court—like Penrose.”

“Penrose did it to himself.”

“What about Simon Moye?”

“Don’t know much about him anymore. I understand he’s working with Mayhem. I figured that was why he was at the show.”

“Well, he was quick to say he wasn’t there to see you.”

“No, he wouldn’t be,” Rory said with a trace of sadness. “We’ve known each other since we were kids in school.” He stretched an arm along the back of the couch and rested a hand on my shoulder. I couldn’t help feeling a shiver of anticipation running down my spine, but looking at his face he was lost in thought and not about me.

“Simon’s departure was a mess. The first of many. At the time Penrose told us he was being unreasonable about the music, making outrageous demands over royalties and credits. It was the start of the crazy paranoia. If I’d been thinking clearly at the time, I’d have realized that wasn’t the Simon I knew, but things were happening so fast. I didn’t bother to raise questions about Penrose’s version of events until the lawsuit came up, but by then it was too late.

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