Widow by Billie Sue Mosiman

Author:Billie Sue Mosiman [Mosiman, Billie Sue]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller
ISBN: 9780747212324
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 1993-12-31T13:00:00+00:00

The phosphorous light from the computer screen bathed Son's face in a pale blue glow. He was not working on a detective novel. He was thinking.

Earlier in the evening, the local television news had reported a man found out in the Gulf between the island of Galveston and the mainland. It did not appear he had drowned and no one had reported a man missing from a boat. Cause of death unknown at this time.

Son knew it was victim number three. He was sure the man had not drowned. He had been murdered.

It was time for Son to make a visit to his old friend who worked in the morgue. He needed more information than he was able to glean from the papers and the TV news. What, for instance, did the victims have in common? Where did they come from? How were they murdered?

He turned off the computer and went to his bedroom. His mother had been asleep for hours.

He lay in the dark with his hands behind his head, thinking.

The next morning after breakfast he told his mother he had to go to the library to do research. He left her with a pitcher of iced water and made sure she did her business in the bathroom before he left.

Once downtown, he parked and walked two blocks to the hospital. The city morgue was housed underground. He took an elevator down, wrinkling his nose at the smell of antiseptic filtering through even into the elevator's carpeted floor and walls.

Stanley worked days as a morgue attendant. He logged them in and, after he acquired his degree, would assist in autopsies. Son found him idle in a little back office eating pastries and drinking coffee. “Hey, there. How the hell are you?” he said as Son poked his head around the door. “Come on in and have a bear claw.”

Son ambled in, hands in his pockets. He sat down on a metal folding chair facing the desk. “I hadn't seen you in a while, and I'm working on a new book. Thought I'd come down for a chat.”

“Sure, anytime. I was wondering how you were getting on. I loved your last book, man. That was a good one. I didn't know the killer until the very last page.”

Son smiled. “That's kind of you to say, Stanley. A writer never can tell if he's really getting it right without his readers.”

“When's the new one due out?” Stanley held out the tray of pastries to Son then set it down again when Son shook his head.

“Not until the middle of next year. I haven't quite finished it yet.”

“God, I wish you wrote faster! I need a good book to read.”

“I just can't crank them out fast enough, huh? I'll try to do better. Listen, what I'm here for is to see if you might help me with an idea for my next proposal.”

Stanley grew animated, his hands moving in the air as he talked. “Whadda ya want to know? We have plenty of stiffs to pick from.

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