Tea & Treachery. Vicki Delany
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Название: Tea & Treachery
Автор: Vicki Delany
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Ужасы и Мистика
Серия: Tea by the Sea Mysteries
isbn: 9781496725080
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“No,” Edna said. “I was in the house, working in the dining room. I didn’t look outside. Mrs. Campbell only just came in. Her suite faces east, not over the bay.”
“Why don’t you take Mrs. Campbell back to the house?” Williams said. “I’m sure I won’t need to bother her with this. I’ll speak to you in a few minutes.”
“Most upsetting,” Rose said.
“Uh, perhaps not so fast,” the policewoman said. “Didn’t I see you in town recently, Mrs. Campbell? Weren’t you at that protest over the visiting Russian fishing boats last week?”
“I . . . might have been,” Rose admitted. “My memory isn’t quite what it once was.”
I figured it was time for me to intervene, before Rose was arrested for impersonating an elderly person. “Why don’t we all go inside? We have coffee and cookies laid out.”
“Sounds like a good idea to me. I didn’t have my breakfast this morning.” Williams patted his more than ample stomach. “Let’s leave these people to do their work.”
“I’d like to ask about—” The blond officer was cut off when a group of men pushed themselves through the circle of onlookers.
“Detective Williams, what’s going on here?” Roy Gleeson asked.
“Morning, Councillor,” Williams said. “Unfortunate accident at the bottom of the cliff.”
“I don’t think—” the female detective began.
“It’s not Jack Ford, I hope,” Lincoln Goodwill said. “We’ve been looking everywhere for him. His car’s parked in front of the house, but he’s not around.”
“I’m afraid so,” Williams said.
“Jack Ford?” From the depths of the crowd of onlookers, a woman snorted in laughter. “What do you know? Glad to hear it.”
I didn’t have time to wonder what that meant.
“Did you have plans to meet Mr. Ford this morning?” the policewoman asked.
“We did,” Lincoln said. “We’d arranged to meet here—I mean next door—at nine o’clock. Who are you?”
“Detective Amy Redmond. North Augusta PD.”
“You must be new,” Roy said. “I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Roy Gleeson, North Augusta town councillor.” They shook hands.
“Detective Redmond joined us only last week,” Williams said. “From Boston. She’s brought her big-city way of doing things to our quiet little town.”
The words were said in a light banter, but I sensed a thread of underlying hostility. If Amy Redmond had brought fresh new ideas, they were not welcome in Chuck Williams’s patch.
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