The Blood Spangled Banner: A First Ladies Mystery by Barbara Schlichting

Author:Barbara Schlichting
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Darkhouse Books
Published: 2016-04-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

I sat in the workroom but could still heard sirens in the distance.

When the back door squeaked open, I said, “In here.”

“Livvie?” Mikal entered and touched my shoulder. He came around to face me. “This will soon end.”

“How? How do you know?” I still didn’t feel any closer to the answers.

“I just feel it. I’m psychic too.” Mikal shrugged, then scratched his head.

“It all remains to be seen.” I smiled when I realized that Mikal was serious.

“They’ll be coming in soon.” Mikal found a chair to sit on and glanced around the room. “It’s no accident that I’m here.”

“Why do you say that? I’d really like to know why you were here.” I ran my fingers through my hair, glanced down at my dress, and then at my ring. “What a night. How many people were in that hand analysis party of yours?”

“Ten, but Alice hung around. This is all the truth, I swear to you.” He rubbed his chin. “And here I am and look at what we found.”

“I’ll have to believe you. The police will get to the bottom of it all. I wonder if anything will materialize?” We turned as Aaron entered.

“I’ll leave you two and we’ll talk tomorrow.” Mikal stood.

“Thank you.” I waited until he walked out the door before looking at Aaron.

“Don’t worry, baby. When things are at the worst, the end is near. The detective’s and a two officers are inspecting the basement.”

After a while I pulled back, just as the police entered.

“Ma’am,” a uniformed policeman spoke, “ever seen this before?” He held a bagged earring up for me to see.

“Good grief. Yes, I have seen it,” I said. “I think I know whose it is, Dorrie’s. She was missing one the other day.” My eyes opened wider and I gasped. “Why would her earring be lost there?”

“We don’t think anything, ma’am.” The officer looked at Aaron. “Got her name and number?”

“I believe it’s all on file, but sure.” Aaron glanced around the room. “Where’s your bag?”

“In the car, remember?”

“Right.”

“Her name is Dorrie Fillmore.” I gave them Dorrie’s telephone number. “I’ve wondered about her, and now the chauffeur, her husband, Brad. He could very likely have killed Jackie Newell after learning what’s at stake for the family secret, which we don’t know what it is.”

“Thank you, ma’am.” The officer closed his notepad. “We’ve searched down there and nothing seems amiss. We’ll issue a full report in the morning.”

“How’d they get in?”

“The person had put a piece of foil between the magnetic strip and the door for easy entrance.” He gave me a half smile. “I’ll see myself out.”

We watched him leave.

“Let’s go home.”

Finally we left for home, and I spent the night with Aaron. I hated the idea of sleeping alone after a night like that.

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