Double Booked for Death (19 page)
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Authors: Ali Brandon
“Yeah, but if I’d known that little tidbit about a threatening letter, we might have taken another look at the woman.
If nothing else, I would have put her in a lineup with a bunch of scarf-wearing women for Janie to look at.
So, do you still have it?”
If nothing else, I would have put her in a lineup with a bunch of scarf-wearing women for Janie to look at.
So, do you still have it?”
By now, Darla had regained control of her temper.
Reese was a cop, she reminded herself, and part of the job was asking unpopular questions.
And she was pretty sure he had long since crossed her off any list of suspects.
Reese was a cop, she reminded herself, and part of the job was asking unpopular questions.
And she was pretty sure he had long since crossed her off any list of suspects.
Pretty sure.
“It’s upstairs,” she answered.
“If you want, after we finish eating, you can come up and take a look, and I’ll tell you the whole story.
So, Jake,” she added in a hopeful tone, “I don’t suppose you have some wine to go with this pizza?
I’m not feeling much like beer.”
“If you want, after we finish eating, you can come up and take a look, and I’ll tell you the whole story.
So, Jake,” she added in a hopeful tone, “I don’t suppose you have some wine to go with this pizza?
I’m not feeling much like beer.”
“Right, change the subject,” the woman muttered, but she obligingly found a bottle of decent white chilling in her refrigerator—not exactly what Darla would have chosen to pair with marinara, but it would do.
She was hardly in a position to complain.
She was hardly in a position to complain.
To her relief, Reese let the matter of the letter slide while they finished supper, though the occasional stern look he shot her over the course of the meal told her he wasn’t about to let her off easily.
It was a little after eight when Darla slid back her chair and said, “I’m going to call it an early night, since I’ll be opening up tomorrow as usual.
Reese, if you want to see that letter, you’d better come up with me now.”
It was a little after eight when Darla slid back her chair and said, “I’m going to call it an early night, since I’ll be opening up tomorrow as usual.
Reese, if you want to see that letter, you’d better come up with me now.”
“Sure, let’s go,” he agreed, polishing off his beer and getting to his feet.
Darla rose a bit more carefully, mindful of the two glasses of wine she had downed.
She should have just run upstairs earlier and brought the letter down to him, but she had to admit that after that afternoon’s fright, she wasn’t looking forward to entering the apartment alone.
And, whatever his shortcomings as a dinner companion, Reese definitely was tough enough to best any intruder, human or supernatural.
She should have just run upstairs earlier and brought the letter down to him, but she had to admit that after that afternoon’s fright, she wasn’t looking forward to entering the apartment alone.
And, whatever his shortcomings as a dinner companion, Reese definitely was tough enough to best any intruder, human or supernatural.
“You sure you don’t need help cleaning up?”
she asked Jake as she surveyed the aftermath of their evening’s gluttony.
she asked Jake as she surveyed the aftermath of their evening’s gluttony.
Jake waved her off.
“I’ll send the leftovers home with Reese, and a trash bag will take care of the rest.
Now, go, before Hamlet sends out the search party.”
“I’ll send the leftovers home with Reese, and a trash bag will take care of the rest.
Now, go, before Hamlet sends out the search party.”
They went.
The cool night air outside Jake’s apartment did a little to dispel the fuzziness that seemed to have gripped her brain, for which Darla was grateful.
Last thing she needed was to be off her guard around Reese.
Deliberately keeping a bit of distance between them, she hurried up her own concrete steps, glad she’d remembered to turn on the small light that illuminated the door.
She paused there, however, to reflexively glance back in the direction of the Valerie shrine.
The cool night air outside Jake’s apartment did a little to dispel the fuzziness that seemed to have gripped her brain, for which Darla was grateful.
Last thing she needed was to be off her guard around Reese.
Deliberately keeping a bit of distance between them, she hurried up her own concrete steps, glad she’d remembered to turn on the small light that illuminated the door.
She paused there, however, to reflexively glance back in the direction of the Valerie shrine.
The sidewalk tribute hunkered in the dark like an immense petalled caterpillar, stretching the length of one brownstone.
Someone had lit the dozens of candles that had been left among the flowers, and their flickering golden light seemed to give movement to the mound.
For an instant, she could swear that a caped female figure stood in the shadows among the flowers, watching her.
Someone had lit the dozens of candles that had been left among the flowers, and their flickering golden light seemed to give movement to the mound.
For an instant, she could swear that a caped female figure stood in the shadows among the flowers, watching her.
She shivered despite herself.
“Chilly,” she explained aloud to Reese as she dug into her pocket for the key, though in fact the wine had warmed her sufficiently that she didn’t need a coat.
Reese, snug in his leather motorcycle jacket, merely shrugged.
He, too, appeared taken by the sight of the shrine.
He, too, appeared taken by the sight of the shrine.
“Looks like the votive candles at church,” he remarked as he joined her.
“Except these days, the real candles have been replaced with those electric ones.
Fire codes, you know.
It’s not the same.”
“Except these days, the real candles have been replaced with those electric ones.
Fire codes, you know.
It’s not the same.”
“Kind of takes away some of the mystery,” Darla agreed and unlocked the front door.
Barely had she opened it, however, when Reese put out a restraining arm.
Barely had she opened it, however, when Reese put out a restraining arm.
“No way you’re going up first,” he declared, and she saw from his expression he was serious.
“I know you told Jake you’re sure Hamlet caused that little problem in your apartment this afternoon, but I’m pretty good at reading people.
You don’t believe it yourself, do you?”
“I know you told Jake you’re sure Hamlet caused that little problem in your apartment this afternoon, but I’m pretty good at reading people.
You don’t believe it yourself, do you?”
Darla started to protest, and then shook her head.
“Yes .
.
.
no .
.
.
maybe?”
she answered, trying to smile but not doing much of a job of it.
“I mean, I’ve seen him pull books off a shelf, but there’s no way a cat could stack them on top of each other so neatly.
It had to be a person .
.
.
or like Mary Ann said, a poltergeist.
She was kidding, of course, but that’s as good as any theory I’ve come up with so far.”
“Yes .
.
.
no .
.
.
maybe?”
she answered, trying to smile but not doing much of a job of it.
“I mean, I’ve seen him pull books off a shelf, but there’s no way a cat could stack them on top of each other so neatly.
It had to be a person .
.
.
or like Mary Ann said, a poltergeist.
She was kidding, of course, but that’s as good as any theory I’ve come up with so far.”
“Poltergeist?”
Reese echoed with a snort that promptly made her regret mentioning that conversation.
“I saw the movie .
.
.
scared the crap out of me when I was a kid.
But if it will make you feel better, I’ve seen a lot of strange things in my fifteen years as a cop, and ghosts ain’t one of them.”
Reese echoed with a snort that promptly made her regret mentioning that conversation.
“I saw the movie .
.
.
scared the crap out of me when I was a kid.
But if it will make you feel better, I’ve seen a lot of strange things in my fifteen years as a cop, and ghosts ain’t one of them.”
He started up the steps, Darla behind him.
It was obvious from the view she had that his gym workouts were doing the job, she thought with an inner grin of appreciation.
Though, to be honest, she could tell that the past few months of marching up and down two flights a couple of times a day had helped in the posterior area for her as well.
But recalling the way she’d been outrun that morning, she knew she should still consider adding wind sprints to her workout routine.
It was obvious from the view she had that his gym workouts were doing the job, she thought with an inner grin of appreciation.
Though, to be honest, she could tell that the past few months of marching up and down two flights a couple of times a day had helped in the posterior area for her as well.
But recalling the way she’d been outrun that morning, she knew she should still consider adding wind sprints to her workout routine.
When they reached the top landing, Reese stepped aside long enough for her to unlock that door before again taking the lead.
“Stay out here in the hall,” he said in a low tone, “and I’ll give you the all clear once I’ve had a look.”
“Stay out here in the hall,” he said in a low tone, “and I’ll give you the all clear once I’ve had a look.”
Though Darla felt certain that no one had broken in during the past few hours, she found herself holding her breath in nervous anticipation as he slowly turned the knob and inched open the door.
The faint light from the single lamp she’d left burning in the living room threw a pale white ribbon onto the faded cabbage-rose pattern of the landing.
So far as she could tell, all was silent inside.
Reese signaled her to wait, and then pushed the door open the rest of the way.
The faint light from the single lamp she’d left burning in the living room threw a pale white ribbon onto the faded cabbage-rose pattern of the landing.
So far as she could tell, all was silent inside.
Reese signaled her to wait, and then pushed the door open the rest of the way.
“A-a-a-i-i-i-e-e-e!”
A drawn out, ungodly shriek split the silence.
The singular sound was followed by a flash of black and a thud that collided squarely with Reese’s chest.
The singular sound was followed by a flash of black and a thud that collided squarely with Reese’s chest.
The detective let loose with a few pithy epithets that included the FCC top seven plus several that Darla couldn’t recall previously hearing.
She didn’t have time to be offended, however—she was too busy trying not to burst out laughing.
Reese, meanwhile, made a hasty retreat back into the hall and slammed the door closed again.
She didn’t have time to be offended, however—she was too busy trying not to burst out laughing.
Reese, meanwhile, made a hasty retreat back into the hall and slammed the door closed again.
He stared down at his battered leather jacket, which now sported four distinct claw marks angled from shoulder to opposite hip.
Shaking his head, he said, “I guess we have our answer.
Your buddy Hamlet’s not going to let any intruders into your place.”
Shaking his head, he said, “I guess we have our answer.
Your buddy Hamlet’s not going to let any intruders into your place.”
That did it for Darla.
Whether it was the wine, or the stress of the past days’ events, or simply the look of disbelief on Reese’s face, she lost it.
With an outright howl of hilarity, she collapsed onto the carpet and laughed herself silly.
Whether it was the wine, or the stress of the past days’ events, or simply the look of disbelief on Reese’s face, she lost it.
With an outright howl of hilarity, she collapsed onto the carpet and laughed herself silly.
It was a good two minutes before she had herself suffi – ciently in hand again to be able to stand.
The detective, meanwhile, was surveying her with a sour look.
“Guess I provided the entertainment tonight, huh?”
The detective, meanwhile, was surveying her with a sour look.
“Guess I provided the entertainment tonight, huh?”
“Sorry,” she said, trying for contrite but not quite making it.
“He must still be mad at you from this afternoon.
But that doesn’t excuse the ninja strike.
I’ll be glad to pay for the damages to your jacket.”
“He must still be mad at you from this afternoon.
But that doesn’t excuse the ninja strike.
I’ll be glad to pay for the damages to your jacket.”
“Not necessary .
.
.
it’s been through the wars already.
A couple of cat scratches won’t do anything, except get me some ribbing from the guys.
You wanna try it again?”
.
.
it’s been through the wars already.
A couple of cat scratches won’t do anything, except get me some ribbing from the guys.
You wanna try it again?”
“I’ll lead,” she agreed.
“I think if anyone was inside, we’d have seen the body lying right inside the door, with Hamlet crouched over it.”
“I think if anyone was inside, we’d have seen the body lying right inside the door, with Hamlet crouched over it.”
Feeling much lighter in spirit than she had in some hours, Darla reopened the door and stuck her head around its edge.
“Hamlet, it’s me,” she called.
“Lay off the attack mode, okay?”
“Hamlet, it’s me,” she called.
“Lay off the attack mode, okay?”
She opened the door the rest of the way and walked in, Reese right behind her, using her as a shield.
This time, their entry was uneventful.
Hamlet lounged atop his usual spot on the horsehair couch.
He yawned and flicked a cool green look in their direction, but otherwise it was as if the earlier ambush had never happened.
This time, their entry was uneventful.
Hamlet lounged atop his usual spot on the horsehair couch.
He yawned and flicked a cool green look in their direction, but otherwise it was as if the earlier ambush had never happened.
Reese made the obligatory search while Darla waited near the door.
He rejoined her a few minutes later to give the all clear.
“No sign of anyone.
Now, first things first.
Do you want to show me that whole book thing from this afternoon?”
He rejoined her a few minutes later to give the all clear.
“No sign of anyone.
Now, first things first.
Do you want to show me that whole book thing from this afternoon?”
Darla gave him the rundown again, pointing out which shelves had been emptied and where the books had been piled.
He studied the scene with a thoughtful look.
“I don’t suppose you took any pictures of the stacks?”
He studied the scene with a thoughtful look.
“I don’t suppose you took any pictures of the stacks?”
“No.
I even had my phone in my hand, but I guess I was too rattled by how strange it was to even think of that,” she admitted.
“But if it happens again, you can bet I’ll do video, pictures, grid drawings .
.
.
the whole nine yards.”
Then, seeing something in his expression, she asked in some concern, “Do you think there really was someone in my apartment?”
I even had my phone in my hand, but I guess I was too rattled by how strange it was to even think of that,” she admitted.
“But if it happens again, you can bet I’ll do video, pictures, grid drawings .
.
.
the whole nine yards.”
Then, seeing something in his expression, she asked in some concern, “Do you think there really was someone in my apartment?”
“With all the craziness from Ms.
Baylor’s fans, it’s not impossible that there might be some loony kid running around playing games.
You have to admit some of the ones we saw the other night were, you know .
.
.
odd.”
Baylor’s fans, it’s not impossible that there might be some loony kid running around playing games.
You have to admit some of the ones we saw the other night were, you know .
.
.
odd.”
Remembering Robert and Sunny, Darla replied, “Some of them are pretty intense, sure, but most of them seem like really good kids.”
“Yeah, but until we figure out this whole accident thing, I don’t want to discount any possibilities.”
He hesitated, and then added, “I know why you didn’t call Jake.
She’s a tough broad, but that bullet did more damage than she’ll ever admit to any of us.
But, believe me, it would hurt her a whole lot more to know something happened to you because you were being thoughtful.
So the next time you have intruders or poltergeists or whatever, do me a favor and call her.”
She’s a tough broad, but that bullet did more damage than she’ll ever admit to any of us.
But, believe me, it would hurt her a whole lot more to know something happened to you because you were being thoughtful.
So the next time you have intruders or poltergeists or whatever, do me a favor and call her.”
“I will.
I guess you want to see the letter now?”
I guess you want to see the letter now?”
At his nod, she went over to her desk and pulled it from the top drawer.
She handed it over and gave a quick explanation of Marnie’s tenuous connection to her sister, though emphasizing she herself had never before met the woman.
After asking a few clarifying questions, Reese studied the envelope a moment before carefully extracting out the single sheet and reading it in silence.
She handed it over and gave a quick explanation of Marnie’s tenuous connection to her sister, though emphasizing she herself had never before met the woman.
After asking a few clarifying questions, Reese studied the envelope a moment before carefully extracting out the single sheet and reading it in silence.
“It’s a bit over-the-top,” was his assessment a few moments later, “but as far as threats go, it’s pretty tame.
And it was directed at you, not Ms.
Baylor.
Even so, I’d like to hang on to this for a while if you don’t mind.”
And it was directed at you, not Ms.
Baylor.
Even so, I’d like to hang on to this for a while if you don’t mind.”
“It’s all yours.”
Then, with a pointed look at her watch, she said, “I appreciate the personal apartment sweep and all, but I’d better throw you out now so I can get a few things done before I go to bed.”
Then, with a pointed look at her watch, she said, “I appreciate the personal apartment sweep and all, but I’d better throw you out now so I can get a few things done before I go to bed.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’ve been thrown out of worse places.”
He was grinning, however, as he trotted out the cliché.
Darla grinned back and decided that, even if he’d been a jerk about trying to make her look like a suspect earlier, she really did like the guy.
Darla grinned back and decided that, even if he’d been a jerk about trying to make her look like a suspect earlier, she really did like the guy.
Just not in that way.
And where did
that
come from?
she wondered in embarrassment, hoping he hadn’t noticed the sudden blush that warmed her cheeks.
Deliberately, she shoved aside the thought.
Unfortunately, said thought sneaked right back in after she’d walked him back down the two flights of stairs to the main door, and he paused there with one broad shoulder propping it open.
Faint alarm bells went off in her brain.
that
come from?
she wondered in embarrassment, hoping he hadn’t noticed the sudden blush that warmed her cheeks.
Deliberately, she shoved aside the thought.
Unfortunately, said thought sneaked right back in after she’d walked him back down the two flights of stairs to the main door, and he paused there with one broad shoulder propping it open.
Faint alarm bells went off in her brain.
“You know, there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you all day,” he announced with an intent look at her, causing the bells to ring more loudly.
She nodded uncertainly, praying he wasn’t about to ask her for a date or make some other unwanted declaration.
Dealing with that situation would be too uncomfortable, especially considering he was a good friend of Jake.
Damn it, where was Hamlet when she needed him?
Dealing with that situation would be too uncomfortable, especially considering he was a good friend of Jake.
Damn it, where was Hamlet when she needed him?
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