Waverley Vandergard and the Cook Off, Kill Off by A.P Case

Author:A.P Case
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Female Sleuth, Private Investigator, Waverley Vandergard
Publisher: A.P Case
Published: 2020-01-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Thirteen

It was four o’clock in the afternoon and Kasper Stroeve was standing in the lounge of an elderly lady called Esme Hodgkinson. Esme enlisted the services of a mobile hairdresser every couple of weeks and was always glad of the company.

Kasper in turn, appreciated the time to get out into the fresh air and away from the salon and was always glad of the strongly brewed tea and decent biscuits. As he worked, Kasper and Esme engaged in small talk, the kind of chat that occured between people that had known each other for a while.

Before long, Esme’s hair was washed, trimmed and in curlers which allowed Kasper the opportunity to sit down and drink his well earned brew.

The lounge was furnished conservatively and had quite a cosy atmosphere. Adorning the large mantlepiece that stood in the centre of the room were a series of photos of Esme’s deceased husband and a vase full of flowers. A large bay window faced out into the street and a moth-eaten armchair was placed just in front of it. It was obvious to Kasper that Esme spent most of her time in this chair, watching the outside world.

Kasper and Esme continued their small talk as they enjoyed their tea and biscuits. Esme regaled Kasper with stories concerning her exploits with her late husband. Esme was at the age where being embarrassed was beyond her and she tended to offer quite fruity descriptions of their time together. Kasper was not at that age and felt his face burning red on more than one occasion.

“Such a shame about that poor Mr Carney” said Esme abruptly in a melancholic voice. “I’ll miss him saying hello, with that twinkle in his eye”

Kasper was confused. “Were you a fan of his show then?”

“Oh no, dear” remarked Esme. “Don’t watch TV that much”.

Esme could sense Kasper’s confusion and clarified her comment. “He used to visit next door, every week or so”.

Kasper’s eyes widened with shock. “Who was he visiting?”

“Mr Dusk. Lovely man. Used to be a singer, I hear” said Esme in a matter of fact tone of voice, before continuing to sip her earl grey tea.

“So, Jared Dusk did know Garrett before filming” said Waverley excitedly, sitting bolt upright on the small sofa in her lounge. Kasper and Barrington had visited Waverley with Brigitta in tow, desperate to tell her about their newly acquired information and to pin their discovery on to the investigation wall in Waverley’s flat.

“Mrs Thompson told me that, a few weeks ago, she’d heard Jared arguing furiously with someone and not long after had seen Garrett Carney storm out of the house” said Kasper excitedly.

“Did she hear what they were arguing about?” enquired Waverley curiously.

“Not really, It was through a wall, and she wears a hearing aid” said Kasper sighing “But she did say that she heard Garrett threaten Jared and say something like ‘I’ll make you pay”.

Brigitta stood up quickly and defiantly, jolting Waverley in the process, and for some reason, causing the words ‘I am Spartacus’! to appear in her head.

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