Ill Met by Moonlight by Zenith Brown & Leslie Ford

Author:Zenith Brown & Leslie Ford
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, murder, Crime, detective, sleuth
Publisher: Wildside Press LLC
Published: 2018-01-16T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

And when Andy Thorp came he wasn’t yet any more like himself than he had been the day before. He ignored Lucy Lee completely, barely nodded to his mother-in-law and me, and turned to Colonel Primrose.

“I can thank you for muffing a big deal for me.”

He almost snarled it.

“You can thank yourself, Thorp,” Colonel Primrose said curtly. “When you begin to give right answers to the questions that are asked you, and quit telling the most childish falsehoods, you’ll be allowed to go about your business.”

Andy reddened under his sun-tanned hide.

“It would be rather pleasant for everybody if you’d stop being an idiot, Andy,” Alice said gently. “No one thinks you had anything to do with Sandra’s death.”

Andy looked at her an instant, said nothing, dug into his pocket and brought out a battered pack of cigarettes.

“I’d just like to hear again what happened after you left the club, Thorp,” Colonel Primrose said. He spoke quietly, but there was an iron undertone in his voice. It must have been like hearing the head coach again. Andy answered almost civilly, still without even a glance at Lucy Lee.

“Sandra dried out in front of the fire,” he said. “I guess she didn’t have much on but an evening dress. She borrowed somebody’s coat and was waiting for Jim. One of the colored boys came in and said Jim had gone with Grace.”

He looked around at me.

“Sandra wanted to go home then and said she’d join me and Barrol in the car. We waited about ten minutes for her, I guess. George was cold, he didn’t dry out as quick as Sandra, but neither of us had anything to drink on us. I started back to get a pint when she showed up. She was high as a kite.”

He tossed his cigarette into the fireplace and lighted another.

“She’d been drinking, inside?” Colonel Primrose suggested.

“Not while I was there, except a toddy they made her. I don’t know what she was doing that ten minutes George and I waited in the car.”

Colonel Primrose nodded, looking at him steadily and I thought rather oddly.

“We started off and dropped George. He was about half-tight with all the rye they’d poured into him at the club He staggered up the steps, and we came home.”

Andy looked down at the carpet, his face a dull crimson.

“I wanted her to take a ride, but she wouldn’t So we put the car in the garage and started up to the house. Halfway up she asked me for my keys. We had an argument, but I gave ’em to her. She started back to the garage I went on a little way and looked back. She was talking . . . to a woman.”

“Yes,” Colonel Primrose said briskly. “Who was it?”

“I don’t know, I tell you.”

“You didn’t recognize her at all?”

“I didn’t recognize her at all. That’s English, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” Colonel Primrose said, almost cheerfully. His old black eyes were shining, for some reason that I at least did not understand.

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