Killing It In Vegas by Beth Yarnall

Author:Beth Yarnall
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-940811-80-2
Publisher: Story Siren Publishing

17

I took out my sparkly notebook and entered the new information along with my thoughts and guesses. There was a lot going on here. And it all made me so sad. Two lives had been lost, and for what?

I guessed that was the million-dollar question. If I figured out the why and what for, then I imagined the who would be as plain as day. On TV they were always talking about motive, means, and opportunity. When they went to court they often got a conviction because they could prove one or more of those things. So that was my new plan. I was going to go all Law & Order on this case.

To do that, I needed a lot more information from a lot more people. And I knew just where to start.

“Juan Carlos, did you and Richard get a chance to speak to Golda, the hairstylist, yet?”

“We did, but she wouldn’t talk at the memorial. She gave me her number, which I was just about to call when you phoned and told me to meet you here.”

“Call her. She, better than anyone, would know what was going on in Dhane’s personal life. She might even know something more about how the company was run and what was happening there.”

“You’re still going to investigate?” Vivian asked.

All eyes fell on me, waiting for my answer. I’d been all in with this thing from the beginning. Vivian being released wouldn’t change that. Whether I wanted to or not, I felt connected to Dhane’s and Trinity’s deaths. The note from Dhane, being there when his head had been found, visiting Trinity, finding her body—each of those events had pulled me further and further into this mess. There had to be a reason for that, right?

Vivian was free, but saving her hadn’t been the only reason I’d gotten involved. And now my ragtag band of hairstylists turned detectives and I were the only ones who believed Trinity’s death wasn’t suicide. The thought of someone killing that poor girl and getting away with it punched all of my injustice buttons. I couldn’t stand by and let her death go unavenged.

Plus, I wasn’t 100 percent sold on the idea of Sora and Ace as killers. They just didn’t seem…I don’t know…smart enough to have pulled off two murders. Their bow-chica-wow-wow session in Dhane’s suite pretty much proved it. Plus, if they’d been trying to hide their affair, they were really, really bad at it. I doubted they could pull off fooling the police.

“Yes.” I punctuated my answer with a sharp nod. “With your help.”

“Yay! I am so buying that fedora I saw in the gift shop downstairs,” Juan Carlos said, clapping his palms together. “Very Sam Spade. We’ll go all Castle on this case.” He folded his fingers down, making a gun with his index fingers. “Book ’em, Charlie.”

“You’re mixing your TV shows,” Richard told Juan Carlos. “Of course we’ll help you, Azalea. Whatever you need.”

“Thank you,” I said.

“What about me?” Vivian asked.

James returned, letting himself into the room, his arms loaded with bags of food.

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