The Case of the Jaded Jack Russell by B R Snow

Author:B R Snow [Snow, B R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cozy mystery
ISBN: 9781942691297
Published: 2017-07-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Josie headed for the breakfast buffet while I swung by registration to request a late checkout. The police had finally let us know there was no need for us to change our original plans, and we decided to head for home as soon as possible that afternoon. The conference was scheduled to wrap up at noon right after the morning sessions, but there was no way I had time to attend any of them. My to-do list was longer than I would have liked, and I knew I’d have to maintain my focus if we were going to be able to fit in lunch at Mandarin then get on the road by two.

I got our checkout time moved back an hour then left the registration desk to join Josie. On the way, I crossed paths with Marjorie and her son. Marjorie, while less stressed than she’d been earlier in the conference, obviously still had a lot on her mind, and she almost walked right past me.

“Marjorie,” I said.

“Oh, Suzy, hello,” she said, coming to a sudden stop. “I didn’t even see you. How are you?”

“I’m good. Hi, Thomas.”

“Hi.”

He barely made eye contact. I guess he was still mad at me for suggesting he might have been the one who killed Middleton. I made a mental note to figure out a way to make it up to him, then decided I better write it down. I added the item to my to-do list then focused on his mother.

“I just wanted to thank you again for inviting us,” I said.

“No, thank you. Your session was wonderful. In fact, several people have already suggested that we have you back next year,” Marjorie said, shifting several large folders she was carrying to her other arm.

“You’re going to do it again?” I said, grinning. “You are a glutton for punishment.”

“That’s what my husband said,” she said, laughing.

“Let me hold those for you, Mom,” Thomas said, reaching for the stack of folders.

“Okay, but don’t drop them,” she said, reluctantly handing them over.

Thomas, mildly annoyed at his mother, shook his head but said nothing. Then he pointed in the direction of the breakfast buffet.

“I’m going to head on in,” he said. “I’ll save you a seat.”

“Thanks. I’ll be there in a minute.”

We watched him walk away.

“He’s still mad at me, isn’t he?”

“Maybe a little,” Marjorie said, staring after her son. “Don’t worry, he’ll get over it. You just caught him by surprise.”

“Yeah, I have a tendency to do that,” I said, frowning.

“And to be honest, I think he’s got a bit of a crush on you.”

“Really? My radar must be on the fritz,” I said. “Look, I’m glad I ran into you. I’m wondering if you’ve seen the guy who punched Middleton the other night.”

“Are you talking about Victor Rollins?”

“No, I already spoke with him. And that was a half-hour of my life I’ll never get back. I’m talking about the other guy. There was a woman tugging at his shirt trying to hold him back.”

“That was his wife, Rena,” Marjorie said.

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