Death by Polka by Robert Jeschonek

Author:Robert Jeschonek [Jeschonek, Robert]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pie Press

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When Eddie Jr. disappeared behind the stage curtains, Peg pulled me outside and closed the front door.

“Sound to me like we’ve found our killer.” We were well out of Eddie Jr.’s earshot, but she still kept her voice down. “Talk about motive. The surefire way for Eddie Sr. to restart his recording career was to kill Lou.”

Frowning, I followed her down the front steps and leaned back against the brick wall. “But what about the reunion concert?”

“Just a smokescreen to make people think he would never kill Lou. He had no intention of going through with it.”

“I don’t know.” I rubbed the back of my neck.

“He’s been acting guilty. Disappearing mysteriously. Keeping secrets.” Peg ticked them off on her fingers. “Sounds to me like someone who’s just committed murder.”

I winced. I still had a funny feeling that something wasn’t right about this.

Reaching into my pocket, I found my phone. I checked the voice mail and missed calls...but nothing had changed. Still no word from the West Coast.

“Did Dad really do that?” I gave Peg a sideways look as I pocketed the phone. “Did he have Eddie Sr. blackballed?”

Peg shrugged. “There was a lot of bad blood between them.”

“It just seems kind of extreme, doesn’t it? Like Eddie Sr. must’ve done something pretty big to bring it on?” I pushed away from the wall. “I can’t believe Dad would ruin Eddie’s recording career without a good reason.”

Peg took off her glasses and cleaned the lenses with her sweatshirt. Without the usual magnification, her eyes looked small when she met my gaze. “Eddie Kubiak, Sr. hated your father. He killed him. I know he did.”

I sighed. “So what do we do next? Talk to the police again?”

“First things first. Polkapourri is in three days.” She put her glasses back on and straightened her sweatshirt. “We need to let everyone know that we’re moving it to Valhalla.”

Again with Valhalla. How could I get out from under my lie? “I’ll take care of it.”

Peg raised her eyebrows. “Really? It’s a lot of work, and it has to happen fast.”

“I’ve got it.” I slashed my hand through the air decisively. “Nothing to worry about.”

“So you’ll notify all the vendors and performers? Contact the police and parking authority? Arrange for ads in the paper, on the radio, and on TV? Post the news online?”

“Absolutely.” I smiled confidently.

“You know you’ve got to place ads in surrounding communities, right? And get in touch with all our sponsors? And contact all the volunteers? Arrange to move all the signage, staging, lights, and sound system to Valhalla?”

“Of course.” I was nodding on the outside, crumbling on the inside. I felt like I was ready to break down and confess at any moment.

But Peg seemed satisfied that I had it under control. “All right then.” She clapped me on the back. “You do that, and I’ll keep digging. Eddie Sr. sees a lot of doctors. I wonder what kind of meds he has access to. The kind that might simulate a heart attack, for instance.

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