The Daffodil Blonde by Frances Crane

Author:Frances Crane
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Open Road Media
Published: 2022-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

I was almost sorry to go away with Patrick this time. The right place to be was at the Murrays’ just now. That was a cruel thing Faye had said, that business about some woman who had had made over and worn her deceased husband’s clothes. But Kitty had asked for it. The idea of prattling about mourning and so on at a time like this! I wanted to talk with Faye, find out more about everything.

When Rob followed us out to the car, I was glad because he wanted to detain us. He spoke first about Casey again. He had known that Casey kept a good deal of money about. Was it really possible that he might have been shot by a burglar?

“That would be a load off my mind,” he said. “Horrible as it is. I’d like to forget about our argument. It isn’t going to be easy the rest of my life to keep thinking about a man killing himself because I wanted to enter a horse for the Derby, and he didn’t.”

Patrick said, “Rob, where was Faye last night? After you left Casey’s the first time and went to your office in the barn to telephone? To keep from using the party line, you said.”

Rob’s eyes had narrowed.

“Faye was at the house.”

“That’s good,” Patrick said.

“Faye never left the house till she joined me at the office.”

“That’s very good,” Patrick said. “The cabin not being locked just at that time …”

“You heard me,” Rob said. “Faye did not leave the house. The first time she went to Casey’s cabin she went with us, all of us together.”

“Don’t get excited, Rob.”

“The way you spoke …”

Patrick went on talking as if he had not noticed Rob’s rising anger.

“Rob, it seems to be the custom in the country here for the servants to live out. In quarters specially provided for them. That’s very nice indeed, but there will be only your word and Faye’s to prove what you say.…”

“Who the hell’s going to say anything?”

“Why not?”

“They both committed suicide, Pat. It’s been decided. I’m willing to let it rest at that. If I’m willing, what’s it to you?”

“I’d like to do a friend a favor, Rob.”

“What friend?”

“You.”

“I don’t need any favors,” Rob said. “I like you, Pat. I like your wife, and Faye’s just crazy about you both, but if you start digging into this thing—being the detective …”

“There is no sense in your thinking all your life long that Casey killed himself because you argued. He did not kill himself. He was murdered.”

Rob glanced down. He stood there, a powerful figure, but uneasy, worried, angry as hell, but willing to let sleeping dogs lie.

“Pat, you start probing into this thing and then what? People are going to talk more and more about my daughter. They will say that Guy Adriance shot Casey and robbed his safe in order to get enough money to marry my Alexis. They’ll say worse than that. I’m not going to have that, hear? I don’t want her name connected with this in any way.

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