Suspicion of Deceit by Barbara Parker

Author:Barbara Parker [Parker, Barbara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery
ISBN: 9781497631908
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Publisher: World Pubns
Published: 1998-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Just before noon on Tuesday, the day after Seth Greer's murder, Irene Connor had received on her answering machine at home a message from Glasgow, Scotland. She had jotted down the number and brought it along when she came to Gail's house to check on her injured hand and, more important, her emotional state after having seen a man shot to death an arm's length away. Gail had left the piece of paper folded in her purse.

Stopping down the street from Tom Nolan's cottage, she pulled it out, along with her telephone, and caught Jane Fyfield just as she was getting dressed to leave for the opera house in Glasgow. She would be singing the title role in Norma for another week, then on to Sydney, Australia, to rehearse I Puritani.

She spoke quickly, in a light, clear voice. "I don't have much time. Sorry. I'm in a bit of a rush. Your mother—Irene, was it? Yes. She explained your situation. Good lord. What a bizarre city. I've never been to Miami. Not sure I want to go after hearing this."

Jane Fyfield confirmed the basic facts of the trip to Havana. "Tom decided to go with us, a last-minute replacement, really. . . . No, we didn't get paid, but we had a nice holiday. ... He said I was married? Oh, really."

Then Gail explained the reason for her phone call, and if Ms. Fyfield could indulge her a moment longer—

"Let me think. Lloyd Dixon. Big man, white hair— Yes, of course. I saw him in Dortmund with his wife. It was he who suggested that Tom go with us. . . . You're right, he did appear in Havana, too, but he didn't call himself Dixon. I've forgotten what he called himself, but it was a false name. He said it was the only way he could get into the country. ... I can't recall what they talked about. Wait. He told Tom that he had arranged for him to do Don Giovanni. That made Tom happy. . . .

"Only that one time, yes. . . . Except I seem to recall that Tom left with him. . . . No, not that night, a couple of days later, before our last performance. We were scheduled for the amphitheater on the beach, and we had to rearrange the music. It was rude of him to leave us in the lurch. The baritone had to fill in. . . . Tom said that the American—Dixon, correct?—Mr. Dixon was going to give him a lift in his airplane to . . . oh, where was it? Central America. One of those countries. ... I can't remember. That stuck in my mind because it was so extravagant—his own airplane. He must be quite wealthy.

"I can't remember, it's been so long. . . . Costa Rica! . . . Positive. . . . I've no idea why. . . . I'm sorry, that's all I know about it. Tell Tom I'm still annoyed with him for leaving.

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