Lye in wait: a home crafting mystery by Cricket McRae

Author:Cricket McRae [McRae, Cricket]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780738711164
Publisher: Woodbury, Minn. : Midnight Ink, c2007.
Published: 2007-10-01T05:00:00+00:00

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TWENTY-TWO

I STOPPED IN AT Picadilly Circus, the British tearoom across the street from the Gold Leaf, to pick up some PG Tips, a strong black tea Meghan and I both favored in cold weather. Overhead the clouds had collected into thick clots, and it began to rain big fat drops as I started home. I pulled my hood further around my face and hunched my shoulders. The air had grown several degrees cooler, and a shiver worked its way up my spine. Walking quickly, with my head down, I thought about what my next move should be.

Detective Ambrose would say I shouldn't have a next move. Why couldn't I let this rest, leave it for the police to figure out? Why did I feel so compelled to find out what had happened to Walter? If it had been straightforward murder from the get-go, not an assumed suicide that pushed all my buttons about my brother's death, would I have felt so driven to discover the perpetrator?

Yes. I would. Since it had happened in my workroom, to someone I knew, I would feel the same need to discover the truth. Of course if it was deemed murder from the start, Sergeant Zahn wouldn't be trying to keep Ambrose from doing his job by making him work on the toilet paper terrorist case; he'd be facilitating the investigation and providing more resources.

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How sure was I that Walter had been murdered? Pretty darn sure. Whatever Meghan might say about Walter's "underlying sorrow," it never sat right with me that he'd killed himself. Maybe it would have made some sense earlier in his life, but not once he had sobriety, money, and the girl. So to speak.

That earlier time was what Tootie had based her expectations on-what had she asked when they'd told her that her son was dead? A bullet or a bridge? But she must have known he'd quit drinking. If he'd gone through AA and seen fit to make amendsor whatever they called that step-with Richard and Meghan, and the other people he worked for in the neighborhood, surely he would have done the same with his own mother. Perhaps he hadn't convinced her. Or maybe her view of him had been too slow to change.

Even Jacob and Debby's assertion that Walter had joked about killing himself by drinking Drano fell short of the suicide theory. And there was that sense of aha! when I'd heard the word "homicide" in the police station. Ambrose was no idiot, and his gut was telling him the same thing.

So, back to the original question: what next?

First, we needed more information about the two I'd just left. Meghan would know how to access public records now that we had Debby's name. I briefly considered using the services of an online information broker. I'd looked my own name up once, and while it only showed the town I lived in, the advertisement that popped up on my computer screen said for a fee they'd tell me

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