Pirate Vishnu (A Jaya Jones Treasure Hunt Mystery) by Gigi Pandian

Pirate Vishnu (A Jaya Jones Treasure Hunt Mystery) by Gigi Pandian

Author:Gigi Pandian
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: mystery books, british mysteries, treasure hunt, amateur sleuth, mystery novels, cozy mystery, english mysteries, murder mystery, women sleuths, chick lit, humorous mystery, female sleuths, mystery series, traditional mystery
Publisher: Henery Press
Published: 2014-02-07T00:00:00+00:00


Back at my apartment, I pulled a suitcase out of the top of my closet and began throwing clothes into it.

A knock sounded on my door. I was really going to have to go get a new phone so people would stop showing up unannounced. I opened the door.

“Miss Jones,” Inspector Valdez said, “may I come in?”

Damn. I should have checked.

“It’s late,” I said.

“I know. I’m sorry, but with your phone stolen it was the only way to talk to you. Connor Healy stopped by the station tonight. I know he and his wife disrupted a magic show you were in tonight. I didn’t realize you were a magician in addition to a professor and musician.”

“I’m not,” I said. “I was only helping a friend. What did Connor tell you? Is he the reason you’re convinced I had something to do with Steven Healy’s death?”

“He’s got some interesting ideas.”

“Maybe he’s the one who did it,” I suggested. “His wife thinks he’s unstable.”

“He’s got an alibi.”

“From what I can tell, his wife would say anything he wanted her to say.”

“They didn’t alibi each other,” Valdez said. “They were both at an art show with dozens of witnesses.”

“I know you talked to the people I was with, too.”

Valdez nodded. “I checked out what you told me. Looks like you were on your own for quite a while that evening, stuck in some pretty bad traffic.” The homicide inspector ran a hand through his wild black hair. I couldn’t tell if he was smiling or stifling a yawn. “I’m not here to arrest you, you know.”

“Why did you come?”

“Connor Healy isn’t going to bother you anymore. But you aren’t planning on going anywhere, are you?”

I shifted the angle of the door to block his view of my suitcase.

“My wallet was stolen, remember?”

I didn’t add that my passport hadn’t been in my wallet. It was probably best to not completely lie to the police when one was a suspect in a murder.



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