Jewels To Kill For (Jack Dillon Dublin Tales Book 15) by Mike Faricy

Author:Mike Faricy [Faricy, Mike]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27

They climbed out of the car and walked to the front door. It had just started to mist, and Suel knocked on the door and then raised the collar on his jacket.

The door opened a moment later. A ginger-haired woman in her fifties, looked at the two of them, shook her head, glared, and said, “What do you want?”

“Good day, ma’am, Miss MacBride?”

“Were you listening? I asked what yous want.”

“We’re looking for Gemma McKee. We’ve reason to believe she might be here, and we’d like to talk with her.”

“You’re the feckin’ Gardai, I can tell. How’d you get my name?”

“Practice makes perfect,” Dillon said. “I can assure you, we’re not here to arrest her. We just want to speak with her regarding the unfortunate incident yesterday and make sure that she’s okay.”

She seemed to think about that for a long moment, shook her head in disgust, and said, “I knew this was bound to happen. Gemma?” She waited a moment before she turned toward the kitchen and shouted, “Gemma, damn it. Get your bleedin’ arse in here, now. Do you hear me? Now.”

Dillon thought he heard what sounded like a chair being pushed back. A moment later, a blonde-haired woman peeked around the corner. It was definitely Gemma, the same woman who’d answered her door in a neglige. Right now, her right eye was black and nearly swollen shut. The right side of her lower lip was swollen and split. She sniffled and ran a hand beneath her nose.

“Come here, darlin’. They want to see that you’re all right.” Gemma tentatively moved next to and a little behind MacBride.

“I wonder if there might be somewhere we could possibly sit down,” Dillon asked. “We’d like to find out what happened, and we want to be sure you’re okay.”

MacBride turned to Gemma and said, “Let’s go into the sitting room, darlin’. I’m not going to leave you. I’ll be right there,” she said as she shot a look at Dillon and Suel, almost daring them to tell her no.

Dillon nodded. “I think that would be a good idea, Gemma. Louisa will be right next to you.” They followed the two women into the sitting room. The room was clean, and everything seemed to be in perfect order. Two controls for the TV were lined up next to one another on a coffee table in front of the couch. A box of Kleenex rested at the other end of the table. The women settled onto the couch behind the coffee table, facing the TV. Suel took a seat in the wingback chair just in front of the window that looked out into the back garden and closest to Gemma. Dillon sat in a smaller, less comfortable chair close to Louisa and gave Suel the evil eye for a split second. Suel smiled back.

Louisa took hold of Gemma’s hand. Gemma just stared at the coffee table.

“We stopped at your unit this morning, Gemma. We were checking on all the residents in the building after the murder the other day,” Dillon lied.

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