Snowed Inn (Who-Dun-Him Inn Cozy Mystery #1) by Horrocks Heather

Author:Horrocks, Heather [Horrocks, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Tags: Mystery & Crime
Publisher: Word Garden Press
Published: 2011-11-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“Do you want to know what a professional thinks?” asked Paul, exasperated with all of us.

I smiled. I respected Paul’s opinion. I supposed it was too easy to second guess him because he was my brother. But it was obvious he was respected by the guys in the Summit County Sheriff’s Department. I’d seen that respect in action today. “Lay it on us.”

“Okay. I’m going to take a chance on you guys and say you’re not guilty.”

“Very generous of you.” Liz tossed a marshmallow at him.

Paul caught it. “There are a few people who seem to have relatively air-tight alibis for the time of the murder.”

“The Clue-players,” I guessed and took a sip of cocoa.

“Bonnie McCall and Dr. Nicholas Ray. Unless they were in on it together.” Paul nodded. “Almost everyone was alone for at least a few minutes during the evening, so no one gets ruled out.”

“Clark Harmon was with me the entire time from when he arrived until after the murder,” I said. “He was getting the generator back on line.”

“What if he did it before he came inside?” Liz asked.

“Possible, but not probable,” Paul said. “How would he know Calabria was in the Carriage House suite? How would he even know there was a Carriage House suite?”

“By getting on the website,” I said. “Plus the lights were on, and it’s only a hundred feet from the house.”

“Okay, so he might know there’s a suite, but did he know Calabria was in it?”

I finally shrugged. “Calabria told him?”

“I wonder if anyone saw his cab pull up.” DeWayne stirred his cocoa again and set the spoon in the saucer.

“He rented a snowmobile,” I remembered.

“I’ll talk with Clark.” Paul continued, counting off suspects on his fingers. “Martha Turner and Garrett Long both claim they spent the entire evening in each other’s company.”

“Maybe they’re in collusion,” Liz said. “Or they’re simply watching out for one another.”

“Could be.” Paul sighed and picked up his mug again, cradling it to warm his hands. “And Alexis was zonked from her migraine.”

“But maybe she was faking it.” Liz shrugged. “Women fake a lot of things.”

DeWayne and Paul exchanged glances. DeWayne said, “I don’t think so. She was pretty wiped. And she’d been cut.”

“Then,” Paul smiled sweetly, “that leaves Kevin.”

“And BJ.” Liz smiled even more sweetly. I didn’t know if she really thought BJ was guilty or just wanted to bug Paul. “She could have murdered him and then started screaming.”

“And don’t forget the psychopathic drifter,” DeWayne said.

“Okay, I confess.” I put my hands out to be handcuffed.

“It’s hard to get straight answers from these authors,” Paul ignored me. “I think they’re too used to making things up and keeping secrets. This isn’t a book.”

“As you so graciously reminded me earlier,” I said.

The phone rang. It was Kent Freestone. “Sorry we’re late, Vicki. We started up, but our snowmobile has fouled spark plugs. It’s going to take an hour or two for me to clean them up.”

“You’re coming up? In this storm?”

“Wouldn’t want to leave you hanging up there.

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