The Body in the Box Room by L. A. Nisula

Author:L. A. Nisula [Nisula, L. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cassie Pengear Mysteries steampunk cozy mystery
Publisher: L. A. Nisula
Published: 2016-08-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

THE DELPHIE LOOKED the same as it had the day before. The same maître d’ saw me approach and tried to convince me that I did not wish to disturb him by glaring as fiercely as he could manage. As Inspector Wainwright had tried something similar on several occasions, I was somewhat immune to the effort and walked right up to him.

“I am afraid we are all booked for the afternoon.”

I glanced around at the empty tables. “Then it’s a pity so many of them didn’t manage to arrive. Perhaps the police scared them away. It does happen. But I’ll be certain to mention that to anyone I see outside.”

He glared again but didn’t try to force me out.

I doubted I’d be able to talk to the staff, but perhaps I could verify Mrs. Fetherton’s presence. It would be something at least. “I won’t linger. I only wanted to know how often Mrs. Fetherton has tea here.”

“That’s all?”

“And then I’ll leave. No bothering your staff, or mentioning murder or rats.”

The last convinced him. He glanced through his book, going all the way back to the beginning. “She doesn’t.”

“What?”

“The person you are looking for does not have tea here. I have no record of a Mrs. Fetherton ever having a reservation here.”

I looked at the book in front of him. It was quite thick, easily over a thousand pages. “How far back do the records go?”

“It covers the last three years.”

“So she could have come here before that.” Although why would she send Nora to a place she hadn’t been to in over three years?

“She could have, but we were under different management.”

“But it was still a tea shop?”

He paused. “The focus was on desserts. An attempt to recreate the Gunters of old, I believe. It did not succeed in that.”

“I suppose that could have been the place she was familiar with. Thank you.”

I could feel him watching me as I left, most likely to be sure I wasn’t coming back. The whole incident with the Delphie was still odd, but I was no further along than I had been. Perhaps I’d have more luck with the window. I found a cab and gave the driver the address for Kate Ferris’s shop in Mayfair.

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