Murder in Georgetown by Margaret Truman

Author:Margaret Truman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: RosettaBooks
Published: 1986-06-10T16:00:00+00:00

| Chapter Twenty-one |

“You’ve still got the best freckles in the business,” Potamos said to his first wife, Patty, as they stood in the foyer of her home. Their two children had spent the day cruising around the area with their father, stopping to eat, then a matinee at the local movie theater, more to eat, the final stop before returning home an ice cream parlor where they all feasted on multiscoop sundaes.

“They miss you, Joe,” she said.

“Yeah, I miss them.”

“I miss you, too.”

“You should’a married again.”

She laughed. “You did and look what happened.”

“Come on, Patty, she turned out to be an aberration.”

She giggled. “Don’t tell that to the lesbian organization.” She stopped smiling. “Joe, can I ask you a serious, personal question?”

“Sure.”

“Are you happy?”

He smacked his lips and looked at the ceiling. “A state of mind.”

“No philosophical cop-outs, Joe. Are you happy?”

“Yeah, I am. I have my moments, but…”

“Are you going with someone?”

“Nah, just a casual thing.”

“Casual? Sure?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Could we have dinner some night, just the two of us?”

“Sure, why not? You have a problem?”

“No, but it’s been a long time since we talked about something other than the kids’ grades and health. We shared a lot, Joe, and it might be nice to talk it over. I’m not suggesting anything like getting back together. In fact, I’ve been going with someone for a while now. Just casual.”

He squinted at her. “You sure?”

“As sure as you are. Go on, I know you’re anxious to get back. Just think about it, and if you feel like it some night, call me.”

“Call you. You sound like Gardello. I will, Patty. Take care.”

The phone was ringing at his condo when he came through the door. Jumper leaped all over him as he headed across the living room and picked it up. “Joe, it’s Roseann.”

“Hi. I didn’t figure I’d hear from you until tomorrow. I was with the kids. We pigged out on ice cream and popcorn in the movie.”

“Sounds nice. Joe, Tony Fiamma has been calling every fifteen minutes. He says he has to talk to you. He sounds… well, desperate.”

“He say what he wanted?”

“No, just that he must talk with you tonight. He gave me a number.”

Potamos wrote it down. “Thanks, Roseann. We’ll catch up tomorrow?”

“Yes. Don’t call before noon, though. Okay?”

“Sure. Play good, sleep good, and we’ll do something special tomorrow.”

“Oh, sounds exciting. Like what?”

“I don’t know—fancy dinner, maybe. You’d like that?”

“Sure. I’m not playing. I had a wedding date canceled, which doesn’t cause me a twinge of regret. Have a good night.”

He walked Jumper and made himself a drink before calling the number she’d given him. Fiamma answered the moment the first ring sounded. “Jesus, man, where’ve you been?”

Potamos started to recount his day, then realized Fiamma wasn’t looking for that. “What’s up, Tony?”

“I’m being spooked, man.”

“What do you mean?”

“You remember they broke into my room and turned it upside down?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Again.” His voice took on a hysterical tone. “Again, man. Not only that, I got a call from a newspaper publisher, the guy who puts out the Eye.

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