Doubts of the Heart by Eva Shaw

Author:Eva Shaw
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, contemporary
Publisher: Crimson Romance, an imprint of F+W Media, Inc.
Published: 2013-05-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

The butler did it.

Okay, I’ve always wanted to say that. Alright, the butler didn’t do anything beyond looking shifty and he somehow had a taxi waiting when I walked down the mansion’s marble steps.

I didn’t turn around to look at the house. If either of the Misses Dupris were watching, I couldn’t give the younger one false hope that I could help her and the older, nutty one? I refused to provide any hint that she’d troubled me. Even though she had.

If I were trying to keep my mind off the concert and my debut as the keyboard artist, and I was, the visit at the mansion provided plenty to keep my mind for the event that was looming closer with each second. I could have returned to the resort, tried to book that pedicure or soaked in some rays, but oh no, that didn’t occur to me. Instead, I was determined to dig a bit deeper into the night that Jimmy March was last seen. These days, we pretend we can access anything on the trusty Internet, but some stuff requires a trip to the good old public library. You can gasp now, but it’s true.

I Googled the address of the main branch and asked the cabbie to drop me at the library on King Street. It was a huge pillared building with walls so thick you just had to whisper. I found the reference librarian, told her my need, and she sent me straight to an intern and the archives.

Here’s the condense accumulation of what I found that was reported in the newspaper after a disturbance at the Honolulu Theater in Chinatown on the night in question. Or the lack of information, I should say. From the microfiche pages of the Honolulu Advertiser, I read: One, someone reported hearing a shot fired. No name was given for who called in the noise. Two, when the police arrived; no one knew anything about a gun being fired and the officers’ names were not mentioned in the short clipping. Three, the theater management refunded the cost of the tickets for the next night’s event that would have starred Jimmy March. Four, one Babes Waller, reported to have been part of the band, said to a reporter, “Jimmy’s not available right now. He’s fine. No, he never played with a gun. He needs time off for personal reasons.” Personal? How about personally suffering a bullet hole to his chest? That’s pretty personal in my opinion.

I continued to scan the microfiche. But the next mention of anything happening at the Honolulu Theater was a performance of Swan Lake. Nothing at all about Jimmy March’s abrupt cancellation of the rock concert. To me? It all sounded exactly what was written on that tiny florist’s card: Jimmy March was dead.

That’s what I was contemplating as I got ready for my first, and God willing, last ever performance as part of a rock band.

Since I

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