Lounge Singers And Liars In Las Vegas: A Tiffany Black Mystery (Tiffany Black Mysteries Book 16) by A.R. Winters

Author:A.R. Winters [Winters, A.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

“Where do we find Pete?” Stone asked, as we sat in his car, watching another van, presumably containing more party supplies, arriving at the event center.

“I’m not sure,” I said. “We were lucky to have run into him in the first place.”

I told Stone all about how Nanna had noticed Pete watching the dry cleaners. How I’d approached the car, and noticed all kinds of clothes as well as construction tools, stuffed in the car. How Pete had driven off, but we’d run into him at Roger’s show, and then again at Anastacia’s show, and I’d finally gotten hold of him afterward.

“So he’s got no known address and no phone number,” Stone said.

I groaned. “I bet he’s got a phone! I should’ve grabbed his number.”

“You had no way of knowing he was connected to the murder for sure,” Stone said.

I was still feeling pretty stupid. “We kept running into him. I should’ve known it wasn’t a coincidence!”

“You had no way of guessing that.”

“Well… anyway. Now we’re stuck. Where could he be?” A thought struck me. “He said he was going to ask Joan for his old job back! Maybe he’s back, working at the dry cleaners, or maybe he’s still watching it. Let’s go ask Joan.”

The two of us headed over to the dry cleaners, but there was no white sedan parked outside.

When we walked inside, we found Joan at the counter by herself. She didn’t look all that pleased to see me, and she gave Stone a curious glance.

“I’m back,” I announced, stating the obvious. “I was wondering if you’d seen Pete?”

She wrinkled her brow. “Pete?”

“Yeah. Used to work here. Quit about a month ago.”

“Oh, that Pete.”

She said it in a dismissive tone, so I asked, “He hasn’t been back in here?”

“No, why would he? He quit.”

I looked at Stone, but he was leaning against the counter, watching Joan impassively. His face was as unreadable as any poker player’s.

“We saw Pete yesterday. He was sitting in his car watching the store.”

Joan blinked and straightened up. “What?”

I nodded. “Yep. Just sitting there, watching the store. He was there for ages.”

“No.” Joan’s eyes were wide and her voice slightly breathless. “That can’t be.”

“Why not?”

Her eyes were still wide, and she shook her head. “Last I heard, he was in the hospital. That’s why he quit, because he got too sick to work.”

“Well, he got better. Now he’s out and looking for work.”

“He is?” Her eyes were still wide with surprise, as though she never expected to hear this news.

“Yep. And he said he’s thinking of asking for his old job back.”

Joan let out a small gasp. “Is he really? I can’t believe that. I can’t believe he’s out of the hospital already. So soon!”

“Do you have his phone number? I need to get in touch with him.”

Joan looked at me suspiciously. “Why?”

“About the death.”

Joan shook her head. “I don’t have his number.”

“Well, could you call me if you see him around?”

She shook her head again. “No. You leave that poor boy alone—he’s been through enough.

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