Spring Break Murder by Linnea West

Author:Linnea West [West, Linnea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Louise's trailer wasn't hard to find because somehow it managed to resemble her. Where the other trailers were cutesy in an elegant sort of way with wicker deck furniture and beautiful cushions and pillows, Louise's trailer was trying too hard. Her furniture was over the top, painted wacky colors that didn't fit together. The cushions were all different patterns and while I know that pattern mixing can be quite chic, these patterns were just clashing.

Louise was sitting on a love seat with a little white dog on her lap. As we walked up the street and turned into her driveway, the dog stood up on Louise's legs and let out a small yip. The dog was wearing a little pink dress that was covered in rhinestones that shimmered in the sun.

"Eleanor, no bark," Louise said. "Hello there Tessa! Who is your friend?"

"Hi Louise," I said as we started up her deck stairs. "This is Trevor, Mandy's boyfriend."

Louise's face fell and she held her hands out to Trevor. Her hands were covered in big gaudy rings and while one or two of them probably had real stones, most of them appeared to be costume jewelry. Trevor stared at her hands for a moment before awkwardly bringing his hands up to hold them.

"I'm so sorry to hear about Mandy," Louise said, sniffing a few times. "She really is so sweet and I'm just sure she didn't do it."

Tears were forming in her eyes as she squeezed Trevor's hands. He winced in pain, but Louise didn't seem to notice. She started to loudly sob, her whole body shaking so much that the little dog on her lap bounced up and down, wildly shifting from side to side as she tried to keep her balance on Louise's leg.

"That's actually why we are here," I said. "Would this be a good place to talk?"

"No, no," she said. "Come on inside and we can have a little more privacy."

Following Louise through the door, the inside of her trailer was just as gaudy as the outside. There were trendy wall signs and knick-knacks everywhere along with overly dramatic curtains on every window. The couch had a loud, red and black plaid slipcover on it with some oversized cushions. Louise motioned for us to sit down on the couch. I wasn't sure if we were supposed to move the cushions or not when we sat down, so I just sort of scooted it to one side and squeezed between it and Trevor.

"Let me make us some tea," Louise bustling into the kitchen area.

"Do I really have to have tea?" Trevor asked quietly.

"Yes," I hissed at him. "But if things go the right way, we won't be here long. I don't want to drag this out too much."

I sat and took a longer look around at Louise's living space. The kitchen had things hanging off of every cabinet knob but as Louise opened and closed them to get things out, somehow she managed to not slam any of them in the doors.

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