Murder Makes the Wheels Go Round: An Emma Lathen Bestseller (Emma Lathen Mysteries Book 4) by Lathen Emma

Author:Lathen, Emma [Lathen, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: -
Publisher: Simply Media
Published: 2016-06-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Rotary Ahead

There is a certain finality about funerals, even those of murder victims. 6 feet of sod had succeeded where 6 months of prison had failed. Raymond Jensen was at last neutralized as a vital factor in MM affairs. For a good many people this fact prompted a brief stock taking.

In the secluded comfort of the Detroit Club, Lionel French and Stuart Eberhart, Chairman and President emeritus, unfurled after lunch cigars and resumed their conversation about MM. “Yes,” French said, “I think we can look forward to some peace and quiet at last.”

Eberhart snorted. “You’re easily satisfied. What if Ray implicated me in writing? It would have been just like him to keep some dynamite up his sleeve.”

“Nonsense. In the last 6 months, the DOJ has been over Jensen’s papers with a fine tooth comb. The only danger was what he might tell them. And that could have been worrisome. He was making pretty wild threats the other day, you know.”

“Vindictive, that’s what Ray was. No gratitude at all. I gave him his start. And yet the minute he got out of jail he made a dead set for me.”

“It wasn’t personal Stu. He was just looking for some leverage and where better to start than with the man who gave him his start, you?”

“That’s one name for blackmail, I’d say. You seem to forget it could have landed me in jail,” Eberhart noted.

“Oh I agree. I agree. But you have to admit that Jensen ate, drank, and slept MM. That’s why you picked him. And that’s why he went crazy,” French noted justly. And sadly he continued, “Ray would have been great in the front office.”

“He was unbalanced,” Eberhart proclaimed.

“Perhaps that’s what it takes. In any event we don’t have a thing to worry about now. Riley must realize he won’t get any more evidence now that Ray is gone. You’ll see. Things will start to die down in a week or two.”

Eberhart added that it was high time as the 2 went on to debate the relative merits of some potential acquisitions. French was inclined towards a palomino stud farm in the Upper Peninsula while the less dashing Eberhart still favored his orange groves in Florida. As they prepared to leave, they were respectfully approached by 2 local ad men with condolences for the goings on at MM and the death of its most publicized VP.

French rose to the occasion as he usually did so effectively, “A loss. A great loss indeed,” as he shook his handsome head gravely.

Dead, Jensen was acknowledged to be a loss. Many an observer would have been tempted to make the same assessment of Orin Dunn, on the hoof as it were. Lying limp on a hammock overlooking his expensive patio he stared dully at the maid announcing Mrs. Holzinger on the phone. “Can’t they leave me alone anywhere,” he whined.

The maid wisely did not respond, having seen a lot of this.

“Oh, all right. Plug the phone in out here.”

Exuding displeasure the maid retreated in search of the phone.

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