Southampton Strangler by Hope Callaghan

Southampton Strangler by Hope Callaghan

Author:Hope Callaghan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: #PrB.rating#4.72
Published: 2021-05-24T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 13

The image on Hilda’s cell phone was grainy and not clear enough to make out the person’s facial features. What was clear was that someone was definitely peeking around the corner, watching her. “I kept getting the feeling I was being followed, so I kept my cell phone handy. That’s when I got this.”

“When was this taken?”

Hilda’s eyebrows furrowed as she thought about it. “It was after eleven last night. I had just gone to the buffet to grab a slice of pizza before heading to the cabin.”

“And your husband…”

“Bruce. He had already gone down to the casino.”

“You were alone.”

“I was.”

Millie did a quick calculation. The Teen Scene was in the same quadrant as the stairwell she had taken the previous evening. Was the person who was following Millie also following Hilda?

She started to put her phone away, and Millie stopped her. “Would you mind forwarding me a copy?”

“Sure. What’s your cell phone number?”

Millie rattled it off. Seconds later, her phone chimed. She tapped the screen. “Got it. Thank you. Have you shown this to security?”

“You’re welcome. I have. I showed it to the security guy I tracked down right after it happened. He checked the area, but there was no one around.”

“I’m sorry to hear there was another incident.” Millie attempted to downplay it, but her radar was engaged. Someone may have been following her…and also following Hilda Ellis.

“I’m probably not as good as you at digging into these sorts of things, but I’m becoming convinced Clarissa’s killer is Thomas Windsor. As I mentioned, Clarissa was quite smitten with him. He strikes me as a bit of a gadabout, with women always following him around. Of course, not that I’m aware of his activities since he seems to make a point of avoiding me.”

Millie had a sneaking suspicion Hilda had perhaps rubbed Thomas the wrong way. Not one to beat around the bush, the woman may have unintentionally insulted him.

“If you ask me, Thomas Windsor fits the strangler profile.”

He didn’t fit Millie’s profile but, then again, she didn’t know him very well, other than he was charming, polite, soft-spoken, and mysterious.

She thanked Hilda again for sending her the photo and then headed upstairs for the towel animal demonstration. Amit, who was now in charge of the event, had been practicing creating new animals in his free time.

She took her place at an adjacent table and watched as he created a purple seahorse followed by a green turtle. He finished to a round of applause.

The demonstration ended, and passengers gathered around him, asking questions and begging him to make one more.

Finally, the guests drifted off, and she helped him clean up. She had just finished when Cat radioed, asking Millie to stop by the gift shop when she had time.

Since it was down the hall, she headed there next.

Cat was near the front, helping a customer. Millie waited for her to finish before making her way over.

“That was fast.”

“Amit and I were in the dining room making towel animals.”

“Andy cancelled our dinner date.



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