Murder in a Scottish Shire by Traci Hall

Author:Traci Hall
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2020-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Paislee reluctantly left Lowe Farm, feeling as if she had unfinished business.

It was half past one—she had two hours until Brody was out of school. She would not be late again if she had to sprout wings and fly. But why had Billy said for Paislee to ask Isla’s boss about the truth of who Isla had been?

Just a quick drive then, to glean what she could from Roderick. Honey, rather than vinegar, as Lydia suggested.

Six minutes later, she arrived at the fancy distribution center, painted white with black trim, large trees and warehouses in back. She’d been pleased for Isla to get a job at Vierra’s. Due to the reputation and size of the business, there would be room for Isla to move up if she worked hard. The samples of wool on Roderick’s desk had been a small selection of the quality they provided.

If Isla had been desperate enough to blackmail Roderick, what else might she have done? Paislee couldn’t think of it without feeling sick.

She recalled Isla’s hint in her email about getting quality wool at a discount. The skein that Detective Inspector Zeffer had brought in for Paislee to identify was fine enough to have come from Vierra’s.

She parked and walked into the black and chrome lobby, as out of place as her grandpa the first day he’d been in Cashmere Crush. She still didn’t care for the sculptures.

The receptionist, company headphones around her head as she waited to answer a call, greeted her with a smile. “Hello again.”

“Hi. Is Roderick Vierra in?”

“He just ducked out back toward the warehouse—if ye hurry, you can catch him.” She pointed down a long hall with metal double doors.

“Thank you!” Paislee rushed down the black marble tile floor, her boots squeaking and her pulse speeding.What would she say when she confronted him?

She pushed on the door and it opened onto a courtyard with shade trees and picnic benches for the employees to eat their lunch or take a break. Roderick was seated at one of the tables, in a cocoa suit jacket and slacks, scanning his phone, a mug of something at his elbow. Coffee? He glanced up when the door shut behind her.

His smile wavered as he placed her. “Paislee Shaw?”

“Hello,” she said, gesturing to the table. “May I join you?”

His manners required that he say yes, so he did, adding, “My brother will be here in just a minute. What can I do for you?”

She got right to the point. “I know that you were having an affair with Isla.”

His dark brown brows rose and he glanced around guiltily. “Naw, I wasnae,” he said.

She didn’t argue. “I also know you were paying her blackmail so that she wouldnae tell your wife.”

“What?” He sounded incredulous, but he didn’t move. An innocent man would act differently. He smoothed his dark brown goatee.

“I want tae know why you fired her. Was she really so depressed about Billy and Tabitha getting together again?” Depressed enough to kill herself . . .

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