The Cat That Got Your Tongue: The Cat's Paw Cozy Mysteries - Book 2 by Fiona Snyckers

Author:Fiona Snyckers [Snyckers, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fiona Snyckers
Published: 2018-10-25T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

They stood at the door to the library. Mrs. Tribble fiddled with her key, trying to get it open.

“I need both hands to turn the key,” she said. “Here - hold this furry lump.” She handed the cat to Fay.

Fay found her arms full of purring grey fluff. “Oh, he’s lovely. Look how friendly he is.”

Mrs. Tribble gave him a fond stroke. “Yes, he is. That’s why he makes such a good library cat. He’s very affectionate and not at all shy of people. He just doesn’t like anyone to sit on his chair. Ah, there we go.” She managed to get the iron key to turn in the lock. “Now, it might seem a little spooky at first, but I’ll put the lights on and everything will look more cheerful.”

Fay could only agree that spooky was the word. The library smelled musty and closed up. The leaded windowpanes let in ghostly fingers of light that crept across the carpet in jagged lines. The stacks seemed to loom out of the darkness as though they had been waiting for humans to arrive. If Fay really had been nervous about returning to the library, this would not have helped at all.

Then Mrs. Tribble switched on the lights and the fluorescent tubes flickered into life. It was just an ordinary village library again. The ghostly fingers disappeared, and the hulking stacks turned into friendly, book-lined shelves.

Fay put Mr. Macavity on his chair.

“I’ll let you have a wander around, dear,” said Mrs. Tribble. “You’ll soon see that everything is just as you remember it.”

“Thanks, Mrs. Tribble.”

Fay walked around the perimeter of the library looking for entrances or exits. On this level there was only one and that was the main door they had used to come in. She went down the stairs to check out the basement again, switching on lights as she went. The only exit on that level was the fire door she had noticed previously. Paul Leblanc’s work station was tucked into a corner. It seemed unlikely that someone could have walked right past him unnoticed, especially carrying a bloody candlestick. But still - it was a possibility that couldn’t be ignored. If he had been engrossed in his work, he might not have registered someone walking past.

Fay sat at his desk and looked down as though preoccupied with work. Yes, it was possible that someone had sneaked past.

As an experiment, she set the stopwatch on her phone.

“And, go!”

She stood up and walked quickly across the floor to the steps. At a quiet jog she went up the steps and into the main library. Mrs. Tribble was at her work station just as she would have been on Friday morning. Keeping out of her line of sight, Fay circled around to the medieval section where Desmond Pinkerton had apparently been browsing. It was a good spot for a murder.

Some of the library shelves were below head height but the stacks in the medieval section were high. Even the tallest man would not be able to see over them.

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