Murder in Connemara by Carlene O'Connor

Author:Carlene O'Connor [O'Connor, Carlene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2021-04-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Three art galleries could be found in downtown Clifden, interspersed between pubs, and restaurants, and shops. It would be easy to walk to all three, and they began with the one closest to their starting point. It looked small from the outside, but inside they discovered a series of small rooms, their walls filled top to bottom with colorful oil paintings. Many depicted the stunning scenery of Connemara, another featured household items: a row of colorful wellies, a dining room table decorated for a feast, umbrellas. Tara wished they had more leisure time; she loved getting lost in the paintings. The back room contained sculptures, but unlike the wild creations Tara had seen in Eddie’s portfolio, these were of jackrabbits, dogs, foxes. An older woman watched them walk through with a nod. Tara felt this was not the gallery Veronica had sought out, but if she was wrong, she’d have to return.

The second gallery was closed. Dark blinds covered the doors. The sign listed the opening hours, and they were well within them. “It looks like it’s been closed for a while,” Danny said.

“Let’s hope the third time’s the charm,” Tara replied. On the way, they passed shops with touristy items, bakeries, pubs, and gift shops. They also passed the antique shop that Tara wanted to hit later. It appeared to be two long rooms, and just spying an old-fashioned telephone, lamp, and typewriter in the window made her itch to go inside. Danny stopped as well. “I prefer going to the source,” Danny said. “Getting me hands dirty.” By the source he meant chapels, estate sales, old barns. Tara would love that too. But it would be much easier to buy gifts for their guests here, at least knock a few off the list. They reached the final art gallery. The façade was painted a vibrant red, and inside canvases took center stage on faded brick walls. Many were of local scenery, and Tara and Danny took a few minutes to breathe them in. Galway Bay, and Galway city, and the Connemara mountains, and Kylemore Abbey. One of her favorites was simply sheep crossing in front of a tractor waiting to make its way down the road. She didn’t see any sculptures, or work that was similar to the art in Eddie’s portfolio. She approached the desk, where a clerk was absorbed in his computer screen. Piles of papers surrounded him. It didn’t take long to spot the portfolio for Eddie Oh amidst the pile. It was just like the portfolio that Veronica had left with her.

“May I help you?” The clerk had stopped looking at his screen and was peering at Tara through glasses that had slid halfway down his nose.

“Yes.” She pointed at the portfolio. “Veronica O’Farrell also came to see me that Friday and drop off Eddie’s portfolio.”

He stared at her. “Okay.” He was on guard.

“She also hired me to do some work for her, and I was wondering if you could tell me about her visit.

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