Who Dat Whodunnit by Greg Herren

Author:Greg Herren [Herren, Greg]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781602825208
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2011-05-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Ace of Cups, Reversed

Hesitancy to accept the things of the heart

I woke up the next morning just before seven.

I slipped out of bed and pulled on some sweats before heading into the bathroom to do my usual just-woke-up routine. I could smell the coffee brewing from the kitchen—I’d remembered to set the timer before going to bed for a change—and it drew me in. I moved my shoulder around a bit. It was a little stiff, but it didn’t hurt anymore. I sighed with relief.

After Storm got the news about Mom’s gun, we’d sat around and tried hashing out different theories of the crime. Knowing Mom’s gun had been used to kill Marina Werner certainly changed everything we’d already been thinking about the case—and meant starting over from scratch.

The two murders were definitely connected, but how?

The obvious connection was the anti-gay rally—Marina was an organizer, Tara was the headline speaker—but I hadn’t found anything to connect anyone at Mom and Dad’s party to both women.

“Besides Mom and Dad,” Storm pointed out, only half joking. “This would look really bad for them if we hadn’t all been there while someone was killing Tara.”

We got absolutely nowhere.

Storm had finally gone home shortly before Frank got home from Biloxi. Colin and I had to go over everything again with him. We stayed up a little while longer, but I could barely keep my eyes open. Frank was also exhausted both physically and emotionally, and so we finally decided to just hit the sack and start fresh in the morning.

Steam rose from my coffee mug as I headed to the desk. It was freezing in the apartment, so I turned on the heat for a little while to take the edge off.

I sat down and started doing some research on Marina Werner.

I was on my third cup of coffee when I finally exhausted all avenues of online research.

She wasn’t, I thought as I printed out my summary of her life, particularly interesting. She was the oldest child of Dick Werner, founder and minister of the Dove Ministry of Truth out in Kenner on Airline Highway. She’d been in her early thirties, and according to the pictures I’d found of her online, not a particularly pretty woman. She had brown hair she kept cut extremely short, and rather plain, nondescript features. She wore glasses, had narrow shoulders and ample hips. She apparently favored knee-length skirts, blouses, jackets that matched the skirts, and sensible flat-heeled shoes. She worked as the treasurer of the Ministry, had a business degree from the University of New Orleans, and had pretty much been her father’s right hand in the Ministry from the day she graduated from college. She’d never been married even though she was in her late thirties—which I found a little odd. Why wasn’t she married? I wondered, peering at the best photograph I’d found of her online, from the Ministry’s website. Granted, I didn’t believe a woman was worthless unless she was a wife and mother—an

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