Seniors Sleuth by Jennifer J. Chow

Author:Jennifer J. Chow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: amateur sleuth, video games, nursing home, hobby, san jose, humorous cozy mystery, detective and mystery, romance and dating, chinese american asian, sleuth mystery
Publisher: Jennifer J. Chow

CHAPTER 24

Winston knocked on Jazzman’s door. The elegant gentleman’s eyes lit up, and he gave Winston a warm congratulation for solving the case. Finally, a man after Winston’s own heart. Someone who displayed simple appreciation for his skills.

Jazzman started placing bubble wrap around a vinyl disc. “Give me a piece of tape, would you?”

Winston pulled off a large piece of packing tape for him and watched Jazzman wrap the disc with tenderness. Jazzman patted the record once before he looked up at Winston. “I’m curious. What was the smoking gun that caught Rob?”

“It was a vial of poison the police discovered in his personal cooler.”

“Really? What did it look like?” Winston described the container to Jazzman.

“That’s odd,” he said. “I didn’t see that there when I looked at his stash last.”

“When was that?”

“Well, on the day of Joe’s death, I snuck into Rob’s office to grab some caffeine. Remember, it was a big performance, it being Anastasia’s birthday and all. Trust me, you don’t want to disappoint that woman.”

“But didn’t you have caffeine from Joe’s coffee?”

“Sure, but it doesn’t hurt to double up.”

“How did you get in without Rob knowing you were there?”

“Aw, Rob never comes in early. I just got there before he went into the office. I grabbed a bottle and hid it in my room.” Winston recalled the used Coke bottle sitting next to the initialed coffee cup during his first inspection of Jazzman’s room.

“Anyway, excellent work, Winston. I’m glad you caught him.” Jazzman gave him a whack on the back. He placed his padded music treasure into his box and stared out into space. “It’s nice that I can take my things with me to the new place, but I’m sure gonna miss the folks here. Plus, I won’t be able to tickle those ivories anymore.” He nodded his head toward the lobby.

“That’s a shame. I enjoyed your playing. I know everybody will miss you, including me.”

“Don’t be a stranger then, Winston. Just ask Kristy where you can find me.”

* * *

Since he was making the rounds, Winston stuck his head into Pete’s room to check on his packing. “How’s it going in there?”

The veteran grunted. “Don’t have much stuff, and I’m used to moving around.”

“Thanks for going to the funeral, Pete. I know you don’t like walking around in your prostheses.”

“I’ll do it for an important occasion. I can’t believe they let him go to the funeral.”

“Who?”

“Mike Harrison.” Jacqueline’s husband.

“Well, he is sort of connected to Joe by marriage.”

“Yeah, but he was the one who had ticked Joe off over the phone.”

“When was this?”

Pete cleared his throat. “I haven’t been honest with you. The day Joe died we had an argument.” That’s right. Jazzman had already told Winston this tidbit of news, but Winston wasn’t about to reveal that to Pete.

“Everyone else was getting ready for the museum trip,” Pete said, “and Joe had come in to see me and convince me to go when he got the call. He put his cell on speakerphone, and I remember the angry voice wheezing down the line.

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