The Director's Cut: A Patricia Fisher Mystery (Cruise Mysteries Book 3) by Steve Higgs

Author:Steve Higgs [higgs, steve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-15T16:00:00+00:00

The Wonder of the Internet

I got a shower and as I was towelling my hair dry, I heard raised voices coming from the other side of my bedroom door. As I came out of my bedroom, a towel still in my hands, it was Jermaine that spoke first.

‘My apologies, madam. Mr Sussmann appeared at the door and he was too excited to be left in the passageway.’ Shane was staring intently at me, desperate to speak.

I nodded for him to say his piece. ‘Go ahead, Shane.’

‘He tried it again, didn’t he?’ Shane blurted. ‘Ian Kenyon, he had another go at killing Barbie, didn’t he?’ Shane was positively vibrating with excitement. When neither Jermaine nor I replied, he said, ‘I’ve been doing research.’

Jermaine lifted a hand to touch his lips, a gesture intended to silently attract my attention. ‘Breakfast is served, madam,’ he said, when my eyes swung from Shane’s face to his.

Looking back at Shane, I asked, ‘Won’t you please join us?’

‘For breakfast? Sure. Always ready to eat. I’ll tell you all about what I found out while we eat.’ He glanced around to look for the table, and as he did so, he plucked a fork from an inside pocket of his jacket; he really was always ready to eat.

‘There’ll be no need for that, sir,’ said Jermaine as he plucked the fork out of Shane’s hand. ‘You will find silverware waiting for you. How would you like your eggs, sir?’

As they discussed breakfast options, Jermaine escorted Shane to the indoor dining table. It was designed to seat twelve but had only ever had four around it during my stay. I went to check on Barbie. Jermaine had placed her in the bedroom nearest to mine. As I understood it, the ship had a wide selection of high-quality furniture in storerooms way down in the bowels of the ship so that it could accommodate the needs of any of its top clients. Some might have small children in need of cribs, or toddlers that would need appropriately sized beds with guards or whatever. Whatever the case, I guess that’s why there was a bedroom was so close to mine.

‘How are you doing in there, sweetie?’ I called out as I knocked on the doorframe and turned the handle.

Barbie was doing better than I had worried she might be. She was dressed in fresh clothes and had fixed her hair already, reminding me that mine would turn to frizz shortly and need straightening or pinning. ‘I’m hungry,’ she replied. ‘Jermaine made it smell like breakfast. Did I hear Shane outside? Is he here because someone tried to drop a table on me?’

Her brain was bouncing around between different ideas, but she seemed fine for now. ‘Let’s get breakfast,’ I suggested, hoping that something as normal as sitting down to eat would help her to settle.

She followed me back into the living area and toward the dining table where Shane was already sitting with an expectant look on his face. ‘Hi, Barbie,’ he said with a wave.

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