Murder at the Inn by Penelope Sotheby

Author:Penelope Sotheby
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Mystery
Publisher: Fantastic Fiction
Published: 2015-02-09T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6 - The Truth is Driven Out

Jack Wilson practically waltzed into the kitchen at The Last Chance Inn. "Maureen, I'd love some of that lemonade."

Maureen poured a tall glass and handed it to him. "You seem to be in a better mood than the last time you were in here."

"Oh, it's just the ups and downs of the job."

"Inspector Wilson?" Larry called up to him from a chair at the kitchen table. "It's getting late, and we're all hungry and tired. Do you have any plans for dinner? Or are we to starve until we confess?"

"Daniel? Maureen? Do you have anything quick to prepare? Maybe some leftovers or something?" Wilson looked at his watch. "Wow, already eight o'clock. I apologize for keeping you all cooped up in here for so long, but this ordeal will hopefully soon be over."

"I do have a breakfast casserole from this morning that we didn't use. I'll put it in the oven; it'll be ready in no time." Maureen and Gwyneth set about the kitchen, getting plates and silverware.

Wilson's phone vibrated, and he stepped out of the room to answer. "Yeah, I figured, but it's always good to cross the T's and dot the I's. Anything else yet?" Wilson took a step closer to the kitchen and looked through the door at his only suspect now. "No, that's okay, thanks." He hung up and went to the table in the lounge.

"Cross my T's and dot my I's." He sat down with his notebook and entered his new notes. L. Thompson alibi checked out. Sister was at work on a double shift. He reviewed everything and concentrated for a few minutes then stopped.

"Noises in Agatha's room? Wait, what?"

His shoulders grew heavy again, and he stood. After being on the force for so long, he understood that a little information could be a dangerous thing; it could often be spun several different ways. The burden of his job involved digging out as much information as possible so that very few gray areas remained.

He gathered up his notes and went to the kitchen. He leaned just inside the door and called across the room, "Daniel, can we talk a minute?"

Daniel startled a bit and pointed to himself. "Me? Sure." He looked around at the others watching him go.

"Come on over here." Jack led Daniel into the guest lounge. "Just one question. "On the night of the murder, you reported to Sergeant Montgomery that you were heading to bed and heard some noises coming from Agatha's room. What did you hear?'

Daniel blushed. "You know how it is in the hospitality business, Jack." "What did you hear, Daniel?"

"It sounded like," Daniel leaned in and whispered, "like people making love." "What time was that?"

"Around nine."

"Thanks, that's what I needed to know. You can go on back."

Wilson trailed Daniel by two steps and when he reached the kitchen, he called both the sergeant and Larry Craig. "Come on, we've got some more talking to do." They went into the guest lounge and sat at the table.

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