Visiting Memories Past by Liz Turner

Author:Liz Turner [Turner, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

The Comment Box Note

Tomorrow would be Christmas Eve, and Dana had yet to mail the gifts she had brought with her to the Wesley, intending to mail them a few days before the holiday so that they’d arrive right on time. But then the snowstorm had knocked out the mail routes, and of course, Dana herself had been so preoccupied with Wallace Black’s murder than she hadn’t even given it a second thought.

She pulled out her suitcase from where she had stashed it under the big poster bed and opened to get the presents out. Seven small gifts were neatly wrapped in gold paper, mostly for her friends back in Pippin and Atlanta. But there was one in there for the Cantor’s as well. She sighed. She doubted she’d be in time to mail the gifts today—it was already nearing three o’clock—and tomorrow the postal service would be closed. She’d simply have to mail them late, with an apology note. Perhaps she would have the story to tell about how she caught a murderer.

In the meantime, she called Christian Foley. He answered after a few rings.

“Ms. Potter, what can I do for you?”

“Hello, Christian. Well, you see, I was just calling to find out if the more specific blood test results had come in from that lab. I have a theory, and I wanted to make sure I wasn’t totally off track.”

“A theory, huh? Well that’s better than what we’ve got, from what I hear around the station. Bob Kelly is pretty stumped. He’s starting to think that Wallace might have simply had a night terror and gotten up and smashed his room himself, then died because of his weak heart.”

Dana paused. “Actually, I don’t think Bob is too far off with that.”

“Trust me, you’d wake up long before you’d cause that much physical damage,” Christian said. “Anyway, as to your question, no, the lab has not sent anything back to us yet.”

“Could you give me a call when they do? It’s important.”

Christian seemed a little taken aback. “Yes, I can do that. So about this theory of—”

“—Oh, Christian, I’m sorry, I’ve got to go, an old friend of mine is on the line. It’s almost Christmas… you understand.”

“Of course, have a great afternoon.” Then, a click.

Just then, there was a knock at Dana’s door. When she answered, a worried Melissa walked in quickly and then shut the door behind her. Melissa paced, her hands shoved uncharacteristically deep into her trouser pockets.

“Mellie, what’s wrong?” Dana asked.

She stopped and fingered her pearl necklace, and then, without looking at Dana, she pulled a crumpled post-card sized note from her pocket and handed it to her.

It had the letterhead of the Wesley at the top, and then said We welcome your comments, compliments, and suggestions! The second half of the card was scrawled with messy handwriting. Dana squinted. Finally, she made out what the note said:

Here’s a suggestion: don’t let people get murdered in this hotel and then keep it from us!

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