Death of a Six-Foot Teddy Bear by Sharon Dunn

Author:Sharon Dunn [Dunn, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 978-0-307-56157-2
Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group
Published: 2010-06-15T16:00:00+00:00

“Ever notice how roses don’t have a smell anymore, Jacobson?” Detective Mallory pressed her back against the wooden bench. The rooftop gardens of the Little Italy Hotel were nearly va can’t in the morning. In the cool postdinner hours, couples looking for that just-right romantic spot took to this place like a rookie on night shift took to espresso. At this time of day, though, it was the perfect place to have a private conference.

“They die so fast too.” Jacobson opened her foam container. “Nathan got me some for our anniversary. Two days later, they were dead.”

The swirl of oregano, basil, and pepper that rose up from Jacobsons takeout overwhelmed Detective Mallory. How could she eat Italian this early? Deep inside her, the voice of a plus-size gal, the one that didn’t care about silly things like heart attacks and diabetes and fitting into a size ten screamed, “Oh baby, get me some pasta now.”

Jacobson brought the plastic fork to her mouth. “Are you all right? You look a little pale.”

Mallory pictured a steak fried in butter and a salad with vinegar and oil dressing. On the protein diet, she could be bad in her own special way. “I’m fine. Lets make our list and check it twice.” Mallory pulled a laptop out of her briefcase.

Jacobson shoveled the lasagna into her mouth, in a delicate ladylike way, with one hand. With the other, she flipped open her notebook. She spoke between bites. “We have a missing squirrel who winds up being part of a crime. Do we know for sure if the squirrel is what killed Mr. Clydell?

“They x-rayed the squirrel. Lot of broken bones.” Mallory tapped under her eye. “Remember Clydell had some petechial hemorrhaging and bruises on his neck.”

“So our murderer strangles the victim.” Setting the takeout on the bench, Jacobson rose to her feet and paced. “Binky has the misfortune of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, gets crushed when Dustin falls. Our murderer stuffs the squirrel in Dustin’s mouth, out of anger or to throw us off. Then he seals the bear head on Dustin and hauls the bear and the squirrel to the boat.”

“Mr. Simpson seemed genuinely upset about the loss of his squirrel. The one anomaly in his room was an excessive amount of ice. Maybe the squirrel was at the scene by accident.” Mallory typed. “What’s your take on the woman who was with him, Martha Hillstrong?”

Jacobson shrugged. “If we get desperate, I suppose we can question her. We have jewelry thefts, mostly diamonds, according to Officer Spurgen’s report. The thefts stop after Dustin Clydell dies.” She sat back down on the bench. “His missing kid, Xabier Knight, will probably inherit the hotel. He’s got motive if he knew that. Father and son are seen fighting shortly before Dustin’s death. We have a second ex-wife who was told she was going to inherit. We have a ransacked room and a stolen bear suit.” Jacobson picked up her takeout box and fork.

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