Murder in Tranquility Park (A Ferrara Family Mystery Book 2) by J.D. Griffo

Author:J.D. Griffo
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2019-03-25T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

Spazzatoio nuovo spazza ben la casa.

For the tenth time within the past five minutes Alberta looked out her kitchen window. Raindrops lazily plopped onto the surface of Memory Lake, making the sprawling body of water seem to come alive. Feeling ignored, Lola leaped from the kitchen table to the counter and purred loudly in an attempt to capture Alberta’s attention and distract her. Even her cat knew that Alberta was exhibiting telltale symptoms of nervous tension.

“Mi dispiace, Lola,” Alberta said, scooping up the cat in her arms and giving her a few apologetic kisses on the streak of white fur above her left eye. “Mama’s had a big shock this morning, and she still hasn’t recovered.”

Sitting at the kitchen table playing a game of solitaire, Joyce kept her focus on her cards, but without lifting her head added, “Honey, if you thought that was shocking you should’ve seen some of the things I witnessed on Wall Street in the eighties.”

“If I had I would’ve run from the place screaming and gotten right back on the boat to the mother country,” Alberta replied while rocking Lola gently from side to side and stealing yet another glance out the kitchen window, “Like Uncle Nunzio.”

Joyce threw down a five of hearts on top of a six of clubs. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard of that one.”

“My grandfather’s younger brother so technically my great uncle,” Alberta clarified. “He came to Hoboken to live with his brother, but the crowds and the smells made him so nervous he hopped on a ship back to Sicily the very next day.”

“The rat race isn’t for everyone,” Joyce reflected.

“No it isn’t,” Alberta agreed. “I don’t know how you survived in that industry and handled being a witness to all those crazy shenanigans.”

Refilling her jelly glass with some lemon-flavored vodka, Joyce replied, “I really only had two choices, be a man or be successful. Since I’ve always been quite fond of my boobs, I chose the latter.”

“You always had budella . . . guts, and look at me, I’m climbing the walls after what we saw!” Alberta cried, peeking out the kitchen window once more. “I guess I’m just dying to tell Jinx and Helen what we discovered, and both of them are taking their sweet time getting here.”

“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” Joyce said as she turned over the ten of diamonds and subsequently won her fourth game in a row. “It isn’t every day you witness a cop and a high school principal doing the vertical tango on Catholic school property.”

“I knew there was something wrong with Kichiro ever since we found Jonas’s dead body,” Alberta announced as she began to pace the kitchen floor. “I don’t know if it’s coincidence or . . .”

Joyce stopped in mid-shuffle and looked at Alberta. “Or what?”

“If he’s more involved in this murder than we originally thought.”

“Berta, what exactly are you trying to say?”

“Non mi dispiace,” she replied shaking her head in agitation. “I don’t know, but .

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