Death on the Beach by Susan Boles

Author:Susan Boles
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Argent Ocean Publishing
Published: 2021-06-03T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

After the police finally show up and taken our statements, Dixie and I walk slowly back toward our condo building. I've been mostly truthful with the police.

I've told them I had a conversation with Alex on the beach the evening before and that the hatpin was mine. And, that I'd lost the hatpin on the beach and had no idea how it ended up in Alex's eye.

I left out the part about threatening to kill him. I hadn't really meant it and, since I hadn't committed the crime, I felt okay about leaving that part out. I'd also left out the part about the couple trying to get money from me in exchange for their silence. I hoped Dixie did, too.

"Let's stop and talk to the guy in charge of renting chairs and umbrellas." I say to Dixie as we walk up the beach. "I want to find out if that shed is locked every night. If it's not, maybe someone was hiding in there and attacked Alex."

“Would it make the tiniest bit of difference for me to point out that you are already a suspect in this case and running around asking a bunch of questions is not what you should be doing at this point?” Asks Dixie.

“Not even a little bit. I know I didn’t do this and I’m going to find out who did.” I told her in a firm voice.

She gives a deep sigh and shakes her head.

As we approach the hut where the eye candy boy collects rent money and charts everything, I see another eye candy boy holding something in his hand and raising his voice to the rent control guy. Picking up my pace, I manage to arrive while the discussion was still going on. Dixie pants up behind me just as I see the broken lock in eye candy number two's hand.

Both of them look up at Dixie and me standing there. "Excuse us." I comment. "I don't know if y'all have heard, but there was a murder next door sometime last night."

They both look big-eyed from me to Dixie and back.

"And I was wondering if those shed thingies where you store umbrellas are locked at night or not."

The boy with the broken lock in his hand turns to the other boy. "Oh, wow! I found this broken lock this morning on our storage shed. I wonder if it means something important."

"You should go next door and let the police know what happened." I tell him. "It might be important."

And hopefully distract their attention from me.

As Dixie and I make our way along the wooden walkway to the condo, a pair of teenagers meet us from the other direction.

"We saw all the activity next door." The girl says.

I sigh wondering if there’s a point to this encounter and if I'll ever get any breakfast. By this time my belly has started stickin' to my backbone I’m so hungry.

"Yes." Dixie answers for both of us. "It's pretty bad. If you saw anything last night you should go over there and tell the police.

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