Nothing but Trouble: A Kevin Kerney Novel by Michael Mcgarrity

Author:Michael Mcgarrity
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Police Procedural, Police, Police - New Mexico - Santa Fe, Mystery & Detective, Santa Fe, Mexican-American Border Region, General, Kevin (Fictitious character), Kerney, New Mexico, Santa Fe (N.M.), Mystery fiction, Fiction, Police chiefs
ISBN: 9780525949169
Publisher: Dutton
Published: 2006-01-03T06:34:40+00:00

On her second day in Dublin, Sara rose to a cheerless early morning, which didn’t depress her in the least. Through her hotel-room window a low sky pressed down upon the city, and the still-dark buildings across the Liffey were soft shapes in the mist that had rolled in from the bay. Along the quay only a few people were out. Several university students toted book bags on their way to Trinity College, an early-rising couple were consulting their tourist guides, and a middle-aged man in a pin-striped suit hurried by with briefcase in hand.

Sara showered, dressed, and went outside, where a clearing sky and Detective Fitzmaurice greeted her. He nodded, reached into a pocket, and handed her a slip of paper with a number written on it.

“That’s Paquette’s room number,” he said. “The housekeeper will leave the door unlatched exactly at eight-forty. You’ll have ten minutes, and ten minutes only.”

Sara smiled her thanks. “Are you sure Paquette will be gone?”

“According to her driver she’ll be at a photography session with a Canadian model who’s all the rage in Paris this year. One of my lads will be following along.”

“Perfect,” Sara said. “What about hotel security?”

Fitzmaurice smiled. “They’ll be busy with more important matters.”

“When does Paquette meet with the builder?”

“Late in the afternoon. We have time for breakfast. There’s a small café on a side street next to the post office where the 1916 Easter Rising took place. They serve great bangers and eggs.”

“Wasn’t it shelled by a gunboat on the river and virtually destroyed?”

“Indeed it was. Have you been reading a guidebook about our fair city?”

“I confess I have,” Sara said with a smile.

Over breakfast Sara learned that Fitzmaurice was married to a schoolteacher named Edna and that the couple had two sons, Brian, who lived close by and worked as a programmer for a software company, and their younger boy, Sean, who lived at home and was studying literature at Trinity College on a scholarship.

“He was at the award ceremony last night,” Fitzmaurice said, “but I asked him to give me a bit of a wide berth, as I was working.”

“You could have at least pointed him out,” Sara said as she cut into one of the bangers. “Did he get his love of books from you?”

“And his mother,” Fitzmaurice said with a nod. “She was quite interested to learn from Sean that I’d squired an attractive woman to the event under the guise of official business.”

“You didn’t tell her who you’d be with?”

Fitzmaurice laughed. “Of course I did, but Sean rightly made you out to be a stunning American beauty.”

“Give him my thanks for the compliment.”

“I will,” Fitzmaurice said. “From the ring on your finger I take it you’re married.”

“To a policeman, of all things,” Sara replied.

Fitzmaurice slapped his knee. “Married to a peeler, are you? That’s grand.”

“And he’s a third-generation Irish-American.”

“Even grander,” Fitzmaurice said, his smile widening.

For a while they talked about their lives and families and by the time the meal had ended, Sara found herself feeling that she’d made a new friend.

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