Murder Under a Full Moon by Abigail Keam

Author:Abigail Keam [Keam, Abigail]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Mystery
Publisher: Worker Bee Press
Published: 2021-06-02T22:00:00+00:00

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Mona learned the next day that the Pinkerton men had been sedated via their dinners or the wine ordered from the Willard main kitchen. The hotel manager was apoplectic when he saw the state of Mona’s suite, but could not give any answers as to the identity of the culprits, how the sedative got into their food, or who even delivered the room service orders.

Although he apologized profusely, it was evident he wanted Mona and her entourage to leave. He couldn’t handle any more crises at the hotel as his nerves were being pushed beyond their limits. Even in Washington, this amount of higgledy-piggledy mischief was unusual.

Seeing that the manager was not going to help further, Mona dismissed him and pulled out a business card from her purse. Dialing the number on the card, she said, “Tell Scott I want to see him,” and hung up.

Overhearing the abrupt message, Violet asked, “Why do you want him, Miss Moon?”

“I want to see if he had anything to do with this. He could be putting pressure on me, Violet.”

“Then let’s go home and let Mr. Deatherage handle this.”

“These men would just follow me to Lexington and try every trick in the book to have access to my copper. They would ruin you, me, Mr. Thomas, our friends, Lord Farley—anyone we know and love to put pressure on me. I need to stop this here and now.”

“I wish you’d tell me what is going on. Jamison, Samuel, and I are working in the dark. Everything has us frantic. It’s not right to send us out on tasks for you when we don’t even know if we are in danger.”

Before Mona could respond, there was a knock and the door opened. Abraham Scott walked in with hat in hands flipping it nonchalantly, looking about the torn up suite. He whistled and said, “Boy, oh, boy, they did a number on you. Look at this mess.”

Mona bristled. “How did you get here so fast? I just called.”

Scott snickered. “I knew about this last night.”

“Really?”

Violet clutched Mona’s arm. “Who is this man really?”

“He’s an agent working for President Roosevelt.”

Scott looked disgruntled. “You shouldn’t have told the little girl that, Miss Mona. We had a deal.”

“Actually, we didn’t.” Mona moved some ripped up sofa pillows and sat down. She motioned for Scott to sit down as well.

He chose an armchair that had been cut apart and the stuffing pulled out. “Does she have to be here?” he asked, staring at Violet.

Violet defiantly moved behind Mona’s chair.

“I would like for her to stay.” Before Scott could reply, Mona asked, “How did you know about this last night?”

“My man saw the men who did it.”

“You sure it wasn’t your men or even you?”

“Why point the finger at me?”

“I think you are creating chaos to reel me in.”

He twisted his lips, saying, “My men didn’t do this.”

“Who was it?”

“Ambassador Lindsay’s lads.” He studied Mona to see her reaction to the news.

Mona didn’t blink.

“Now, what I can’t figure out is why Ambassador Lindsay would search your apartment at the Willard and cause so much damage.

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