Retirement Homes Are Murder (Paul Jacobson Geezer-lit Mystery Series) by Befeler Mike

Author:Befeler, Mike [Befeler, Mike]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2009-04-06T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

The next morning, I came down to breakfast and followed the directions I had left for myself to find table eleven. I looked at the white-bearded guy and the bald-headed one. “You’re Meyer and Henry,” I said.

Meyer grinned. “You’re getting good at this, Paul.”

“I followed the note on my nightstand. Still don’t recognize you.”

“Have a seat and relax, especially after yesterday’s fiasco.”

“What fiasco?”

“You must have described it in your journal.”

“My instructions this morning said to read the journal, but to skip yesterday’s entry.”

Meyer chuckled. “That’s a good remedy. You didn’t want to remember what happened.”

* * * * *

After breakfast a woman came up to me and put her hand on my arm. I gathered from what I had read that this was Marion.

“Paul, I think I overreacted a little yesterday. You were right. I shouldn’t have blamed you for Henry’s action.”

Since I didn’t remember, I was magnanimous. “No problem. Apology accepted.”

She squeezed my arm.

I considered some of the things from my journal. “How’d you like to go out for dinner tonight?”

Her eyes lit up. “I’d love that.”

“Meet you in the lobby at seven.”

* * * * *

I decided to take a walk. A little exercise would help the old body.

I strolled out the gate, along neighboring streets, and returned to the lobby of my palatial manor half an hour later.

A short, stocky man in a suit stood inside the front door.

“You look in pretty good shape, Mr. Jacobson,” he said.

“Yeah. Not too shabby for an old fossil. Do I know you?”

He crinkled his mouth into a half smile. “Here we go again. I’m Detective Saito.”

“Oh. The Columbo of the Kaneohe police department.”

“Seems to me that you certainly seem fit enough to have carried a body down the hallway and deposited it in a trash chute.”

“No,” I said. “I’m not into body lifting. But I was fit enough to have been sound asleep in my apartment when that happened.”

“I stopped by to find out if you were ready to confess to the murder.”

“From what I’ve read, you’re spending an awful lot of time visiting me. Don’t you have a large caseload with other people to harass?”

“It’s just that I enjoy our conversations so much, Mr. Jacobson.”

“I’m glad someone’s getting pleasure from them. Doesn’t do much for me.”

“Once you confess to the murder, it will save us all a great deal of time and effort.”

“You’ve already had one person confess. That didn’t solve the crime. A confession from me would be worth just as much. Go get Moki to confess.”

“This routine is getting old, Mr. Jacobson.”

“But not as old as I am.”

After Saito left, I took the elevator up to my apartment. I had images of hanging by my arms in a dank dungeon. Obviously, he wasn’t going to give up thinking I was the murderer. Still, he didn’t seem to have enough evidence to arrest me or I’d already be in jail. I’d have to try and solve this murder myself, since it didn’t look as if the police were going to do anything but bug me.

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