Dead Body Language by Penny Warner

Dead Body Language by Penny Warner

Author:Penny Warner [Warner, Penny]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 978-0-307-57335-3
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2011-08-10T04:00:00+00:00


The paper in this last journal was pale pink, scented, and flowery, like the stationery Lacy had used to write her assumed suicide note. But all the pages seemed intact. The entries ended about six weeks earlier. I wondered if she could have started one more volume—a journal that would explain the more recent events in her life.

I checked the drawer. No more boxes.

I returned the journals to their hiding place, all but the last one, which I tucked into my notebook while the maid was engaged in a feminine hygiene commercial. As I got up to thank Carmen, I noticed that the light was blinking on the answering machine next to the bedroom phone.

“Did someone call?” I asked.

She shrugged.

“Have you listened to any of her messages since she died?”

“Uh, no. I … I don’t know. Some. The sheriff took the tape when he came here yesterday. I put another one in but I haven’t checked it. I just haven’t been thinking right, you know. I don’t like to listen to her messages. It seems not good.”

“So these calls came in after her death?”

Carmen pulled at her hair. “Yes. When Mrs. Penzance was alive, she didn’t want me to answer her personal phone or take the messages from the machine in here. I always left it alone, like she said. But I guess I should listen now, and call them back and tell them Mrs. Penzance is not … here any more.” Her eyes welled.

I pulled out my tape recorder. “Listen, why don’t you play them now, and I’ll record them. You never know. There may be something important on the machine.”

“I don’t know … maybe I should wait for the sheriff …” she said, hesitating.

“Well, it can’t hurt. And if there is something important, you can tell him tomorrow. I’m sure he would appreciate that.”

She paused for another moment, then let go of her hair and pushed the playback button. I turned on my tape recorder and held it next to the speaker. I would get Miah to translate it when I got back to the office. But if Carmen’s expression was any indication, there was something significant on that tape.



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