Rock Bottom Treasure (Palmyrton Estate Sale Mystery Series Book 7) by S.W. Hubbard

Author:S.W. Hubbard [Hubbard, S.W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: S.W. Hubbard
Published: 2020-12-06T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

MONDAY MORNING GETS off to a bad start when the first phone call of the day is a cancellation of our next sale. My client tells me his relatives have descended on his house and taken all the good stuff, and he’s decided to donate the rest before he moves to assisted living. He doesn’t care that he’ll forfeit his deposit. I’ll never fill this slot on such short notice, and now we’ll be going into the slow holiday season with less revenue in the bank.

However, the cancellation makes me even more willing to roll the dice on further exploration at Cordy’s house.

“Why is Sean so interested in Cordy?” Donna asks me after I tell her I want to do more work at Cordy’s house, and Sean wants to be involved. She and I are alone together in the office since Monday is Ty’s regular day off. “I thought Sean was busy with the murder of that producer guy.”

“I think the police are running out of leads in the Pelletierre murder. Sean doesn’t usually share a lot with me, but I get the feeling there’s not a lot of pressure to solve this one. Pelletierre isn’t from Palmyrton, so he’s got no friends or family here complaining to the police.”

“But Pelletiere’s famous,” Donna objects.

“That might be part of the problem. The people who knew the victim seem reluctant to say much about him. Leads are drying up, so Sean doesn’t have to work overtime right now.”

“Wow,” Donna says. “I thought the cops treated every case the same. I guess that shows how naïve I am.”

“If they thought someone was in danger, like from a kidnapper or a serial killer, then it would be all hands on deck,” I explain. “But yeah, the police department has priorities and budget constraints, so the squeaky wheel gets the attention. They’re still waiting on final toxicology reports and for a few of the victim’s business contacts to make time for interviews. They haven’t given up. There’s simply a lull in the investigation.”

“That explains why Sean has time to come along to Cordy’s. How come he wants to come?” Donna persists.

I laugh. “Honestly, he’s obsessed with Cordelia Dean. He’s fascinated by her life, and when I showed him that scrap of paper with the Freeman lyrics, it was like I was showing him a hand-written letter from George Washington. He stayed up late last night doing research on Freeman’s band to see how many of the members are still alive.”

Donna boxes up some mismatched dishes and battered pots destined for Sister Alice in Newark. “Why does that matter?”

“Sean was speculating that one of them might have sent the purse snatcher after me. Another member of the band would appreciate the lyrics’ value, and maybe feel he deserved to profit from them more than Cordy does. Sean wants to see what Cordy might say about that.”

Donna pauses with her finger on the trigger of her trusty squirt bottle of white vinegar and water. “He’s going to, like, question her?”

“Nothing official.

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