Turning the Tables: An Alex Peres Mystery by Jessica Thomas

Author:Jessica Thomas [Thomas, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Lesbian
ISBN: 9781594930096
Google: qqEAAQAACAAJ
Amazon: 1594930090
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 2005-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Sleep did. When Fargo woke very early Thursday morning with that “I’ve got to go—I’ve got to go now!” look in his eye, I felt considerably better. And a dawn that promised to become a lovely, warm, sunny fall day didn’t hurt. Coffee and that first delightful cigarette improved my already good mood, and I didn’t even argue when Fargo started his little song-and-prance routine to go to the beach.

On the way there, I drove by the amphitheater, hoping for inspiration. All I saw was a lot of concrete, damp with morning dew, and some dressing areas and poles with bars for spotlights. There wasn’t even any police tape left. Obviously, they, too, felt the locale held nothing more of interest.

At the beach there was a single set of large footprints meandering along just below the high tide mark. I wondered if Harmon had been on early patrol for driftwood and other goodies. And I wondered what he had really seen through his haze of alcohol that rainy night.

Back home, I batted out my report for Mr. Ellis in overdrive, pleased that I would get it to him a day earlier than promised. Fargo and I delivered it. Ellis seemed surprised and happy to get it.

We chatted briefly about the three candidates. While Ellis was impressed by Nancy Baker’s expertise, he seemed to feel she might be “somewhat intense” for a small town. He didn’t even crack a smile at George Mills’s Halloween escapade. When I recounted Cynthia Hart’s adventure with the injured cat, however, I got the widest grin Choate Ellis is capable of giving. He said he couldn’t wait to learn the details. I got the feeling that Ms. Hart might soon be getting an offer. I was sure Mr. Mills would not. Well, Cynthia looked to be a deserving young woman.

As promised, we arrived at Peter and Wolf’s a shade before ten. Wolf let me in and returned to sit beside Peter on the couch. As I looked at them, all I could think of was two terrified white rabbits caught in the glare of oncoming headlights.

“What on earth is wrong?” I asked. “You two look as if you’ve seen a ghost.” It was not a happy choice of words.

“Ooo-oooh!” Peter moaned. “You’re right. The ghost of that horrid little creature will haunt us until we die!” He burst into tears.

“Which won’t be long,” Wolf added shakily, “if the police have their way. They just took away the Explorer. We’re finished. And we didn’t do it.”

“Oh, for God’s sake!” I was in no mood to have aging queenly histrionics ruin my so-far great day. “Lewis ran errands in it sometimes, didn’t he? I think I’ve seen him in it. So of course they will find hair and clothing fibers of his in the SUV. All very logical. If that’s all they can come up with, actually, it rather lets some air out of their balloon. By the way, did you ever haul sawdust in the SUV?”

“Sawdust?” Wolf looked startled.

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