Kimono Suicide: Murder Meets Fashion (The June Kato Intrigue Series Book 1) by Kay Hadashi

Author:Kay Hadashi
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-01-12T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Looking around, she noticed for the first time that her conversation with Satoshi was also the main event of the moment, with several pairs of eyes focused on them. She grabbed a bunch of grapes that the caterer had brought and pretended to check her phone for messages. She tucked it into the wrappings around her body when she was done, with the hope she had deflected some of the interest in her and Satoshi. Doug was still watching her when she looked up again.

“Detective Parry, nice to see you. I’m glad you’re here today. But you’re late.”

“I’m glad also, for a number of reasons. I’ve been in the neighborhood for a while.” He gave a piece of sushi a sniff before setting it down on his plate again.

“Sorry, no donuts when there’s models around.”

He smiled. “What’s this? June Kato relying on clichés for wisecracks?” he asked. “I’ve come to expect something much more refined than that from you.”

“Sorry.”

“You look nice, by the way.”

“Only nice?”

“I’m afraid that what I say might sound flirtatious, especially in this environment.” He looked around at the other models to make his point.

“If you’re not on duty, you can say anything you want.”

“Every time I’ve seen you, you’ve looked great. Today…”

She interrupted. “That’s all I needed to hear. It doesn’t get any more complimentary than that.” She felt her cheeks turn pink, wondering what else he might’ve said.

“Hate to change the subject, but it seems Burkins—remember him?—and his partner did a sloppy job of canvassing the neighborhood last Sunday evening. I guess he had his mind made up about you from the beginning. So I’ve been out today knocking on doors.”

“You guys still do that sort of thing?”

“You’d be surprised how much information we get, other than exercising off all the donuts we eat. Anyway, you have a nice neighborhood here. Some of your neighbors go to church first thing on Sunday mornings, and others take the kids to matinees in the afternoons.” He shifted his weight to the other leg. “I learned there weren’t any parties or backyard barbecues that particular day, or even visitors. Anybody that didn’t have something else better to do took a nap all afternoon. Nobody saw nothing last Sunday. I thought I was coming up with a giant zero until I got to the far end of the block. That’s where I met the Fergusons.”

“The elderly couple with the old four-door Rambler. They’ve lived there since I was a little girl. Amy and I used to throw stones at their dog when we were kids. And?”

He looked around the busy room for a moment. “Let’s talk outside,” the detective muttered quietly.

June led him out to the front porch where she saw two of the models already seated on the curb. The Korean girl with the color-treated hair was smoking a cigarette, and Jinni sat on the curb at the opposite end of the lawn.

Doug looked off in the direction of the house at the end of the dead end street, just a few houses down but mostly hidden from the porch of June’s house.

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