The Minstrel & The Campaign (The Midnight Minstrel Mysteries Book 3) by Lila K. Bell

Author:Lila K. Bell [Bell, Lila K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Raven's Quill Press
Published: 2019-06-25T22:00:00+00:00

13

I left Carlson’s campaign office with my head buzzing.

To be honest, I hadn’t expected my visit to be so productive. Based on what I’d learned everywhere else, I’d expected more vagaries, lies, and evasion.

Fair, I might have received just that, but at least he’d given me something to ponder. Amelia had been found buried with John’s jacket? That had to mean she’d seen him that night, that they’d been on good enough terms at some point during the evening for him to lend her his coat and not ask for it back before he left.

Would it make sense to kill someone to whom you’d just lent your jacket?

How could you do such and such? Oh, here, you look cold. Bash.

It didn’t make a lot of sense as it played through in my head, but the possibility that it was a crime of passion remained. If Amelia had broken his heart, for example.

Or the possibility remained that John had given her his coat, then gone home fully intending to get it back when he saw her again, and she’d still been wearing it when person Number Two had stepped outside and accosted her. Because again, if John had the foresight to bury her under the courtyard to be cemented over, burying the murder weapon, would he have been stupid enough to leave his jacket with her?

If he thought she’d never be found, what would it matter? asked the naggy little voice in my head.

I wasn’t going to find out by standing here, and obviously John wasn’t going to shed light on anything.

There was also the matter of the car accident and Carlson’s alibi.

What if Victor had hit Carlson not on his way home but on his way to City Hall as Carlson was leaving for his hockey game? It could have meant Victor was alone in the building with Amelia — except for Veronica, who might have mistaken Victor’s voice for John’s.

I wished I could get my hands on that insurance claim. With that one little piece of information, I would know where both men had been and when.

There was one sure way to get my hands on it… a little lockpicking after dark, a gentle break and enter…

But if I was caught, Gramps would know I’d broken the law for his sake, and he’d have to live with it. There was a lot I was willing to risk for my own sake, but not if it made him feel responsible.

Breaking into the crime scene had been bad enough. For Gramps, I would do things the slow, tedious way. I just hoped it wasn’t so slow that John would get convicted before I found my proof.

My stomach grumbled, and I figured lunch would be a good idea. Some energy to figure out what came next.

With my thoughts full of food, I drove home and bumped into Mother leaving the house.

“Going somewhere fun?” I asked.

“The Garden Society is planning their opening soiree for next season,” she said, casting her gaze anywhere but at me.

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