The Case of The Curious Coincidences in Las Vegas: A Cozy Tiffany Black Mystery by A.R. Winters

The Case of The Curious Coincidences in Las Vegas: A Cozy Tiffany Black Mystery by A.R. Winters

Author:A.R. Winters [Winters, A.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-17T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER SIXTEEN

The next morning I went over to Rosie’s, but when I opened the door she was carrying the sack of Sonny’s stuff, slung over her shoulder like she was about to leave.

“We better go to yours,” she said. “Stone’s bug guy is in.”

I looked over her shoulder. Sure enough, a man in a suit and with an earpiece was waving some kind of scanner around.

Stone’s bug guy didn’t deal with insects, he dealt with electronics, and he’d already swept and cleared my place.

“I thought he was coming yesterday?” I said to her as we re-entered my apartment.

“He did. But. Brucette scared him off. She tried to say she was only kidding, but he was very flighty.”

“Flighty? One of Stone’s friends?”

“Uh-huh.”

“And did Leap-in-Linda and Brucette have a nice time last night?” I asked.

Oh heck yeah. We hit three different pizza places and four bars. Do you know how hard it is to find kangaroo pizza in Las Vegas?”

“I have no idea. Is it hard?”

“Very. Nowhere does them. You need to find a place that does kangaroo steaks, that also does pizza, and then you order them both and make your own.”

“Right...”

“We wanted to be authentic,” Rosie explained.

“And did you listen to Triple-J while you were doing all this?” I asked.

Rosie stared at me wide-eyed. “How did you know that?!”

“I know many things, Rosie. Many things. Now let’s check out Sonny’s drugs.”

I emptied out the contents of the sack again and found Sonny’s medication bottle. I opened the lid and emptied the pills out into a heap. Rosie pulled one of them aside and took a photo of it with her phone. Then, she ran a search on the image to identify the pill.

Rosie’s expression grew serious. “This isn’t a half milligram of lorazepam, boss,” Rosie said. “This is thirty milligrams of temazepam.”

“No wonder he didn’t wake up,” I said. “Or if he did, he was so woozy he didn’t manage to do anything more than try the doorhandle and pass back out in the bed. The killer probably didn’t even need to mess with the windows. The heat and the drugs did most of the work.”

“Nasty,” Rosie said. “Very nasty.”

“Yeah.”

I quietly put the pills back in the container and we cleared the rest of Sonny’s things back into the sack.

“Speaking of nasty,” Rosie said, “I joined the Revengers. Man, those people have some issues.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh, yeah. Some of them go back to grade school. One lady wants revenge on this other woman because she borrowed her Miss Piggy eraser in grade three and never returned it. These people are nuts.”

“And some, I take it, are more serious than that?”

“Oh yeah, there’s all kinds. The guy who was jilted on his wedding day. Someone who wants revenge on City Hall for a parking ticket that he was issued, legally, but thinks the extenuating circumstance of really needing to buy a sandwich means it was unfair. Someone else is mad because their neighbor’s tree hangs over into their yard, and there’s another lady who’s angry that a woman, born a year after her, has the same name.



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