The Case Of The Cupid Caper
- Автор: Дэйли Кэти
- Серия: A Cat In The Attic Mystery #3
- Год: 2020
- Язык: английский
- Год: Kathi Daley Books
- Жанр: Другие детективы
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“I should get going,” I said to Wilma. “I have interviews to get to before my volunteer shift at the shelter this afternoon.”
“I heard you were doing that. Good for you. It’s really something special Naomi is doing with those animals she takes on.”
“Yes, it is.”
“I’ve been thinking of adopting a small dog. One who I can bring to work with me. Of course, I’d need a well-behaved non-barker. I can’t have a dog who would bother the customers who came in. I don’t suppose any of the dogs you work with come to mind?”
“How large a dog would you like?”
“Maybe midsize. I know I said small, but now that I think about it, I wouldn’t want a dog so small that I had to carry it everywhere. I also wouldn’t want one of those monster dogs that wouldn’t fit in the passenger seat of my car.”
“There is an older golden retriever named Maggie, who might work for you. She’s a quiet dog whose elderly owner adopted when she was just a pup. The owner had to go into assisted living, so she was forced to find a new home for Maggie. Naomi is being very particular about who she chooses to adopt the dog. She’s looking for a mature woman with a quiet home. Someone who likes to walk, since Maggie enjoys a daily stroll, and someone who won’t leave her home by herself a lot of the time.”
“She sounds perfect for me. I sound perfect for her. Is she well behaved?”
“Very. If you’re interested, you should call Naomi right away. I think she is going to choose a new mom for Maggie very soon.”
“I’ll call her right now. Maggie, you said. I think Maggie and I will get along just fine.”
I thought so as well and suspected that Naomi would agree.
After I left the post office, I headed toward Cass’s office. If he was in, maybe he’d have a few minutes to discuss the thoughts that had run through my mind while speaking to Wilma. I know that on some level he considered Lissa to be a suspect in Dale’s death simply because while she called him incessantly, it didn’t appear that he’d called her much at all after the first few weeks of going on their first date. At this point, I had to wonder if Dale and Lissa had even been matched by Ms. Cupid. Could Lissa have been lying about that?
Luckily, Cass was in his office when I arrived. I asked if he had a few minutes, and he said he did, so I sat down across the desk from where he was sitting.
“I was just at the post office speaking to Wilma, and she said something that got me to thinking.” I then launched into the explanation of how I’d first learned that Lissa and Dale had been a Ms. Cupid match and how since I’d never actually spoken to Dale, I only had Lissa’s word on that. “This led me to question the whole thing,” I said. “It was Lissa who suggested that I allow her to talk to Dale rather than contacting him personally, and it was Lissa who suggested we meet at his house.”
“So you think she may have orchestrated the meeting to provide an alibi of sorts for Dale’s murder?” Cass asked.
I wrinkled my nose. “I don’t know. I guess that seems sort of farfetched. But we’ve both felt that things seem off for some reason. Wilma told me that Dale was a player who dated often and usually dated more than one woman at a time. He doesn’t seem the sort who would sign up for Ms. Cupid, nor does he appear to be the type Ms. Cupid would match with someone who had come to her looking for love everlasting. And then there’s the fact that after a brief period as a couple, Dale stopped calling Lissa while she continued to call him. What if Lissa met Dale through some other means than Ms. Cupid? What if my intel was incorrect and they hadn’t been a Ms. Cupid pairing? What if when I called Lissa, she jumped at the chance to make their connection out to be something more than it was, so when I brought up Ms. Cupid, she went with it?”
“So again, are you saying that you think Lissa used the setup and the meeting you had planned as a way of diverting suspicion away from herself after she’d decided to kill the man who probably had already moved on from her?”
I shrugged. “It’s a theory. I can’t say that it’s a good theory, but it is a theory.”
“It’s actually not a bad theory,” Cass agreed. “I’ll look into it further. It has been in the back of my mind all along that there was something off about the relationship between Lissa and Dale. I even looked into Lissa’s background a bit. It seems she was in therapy after her parents died in a house fire when she was twelve.”
“That seems significant. Who raised her after her parents died?”
“Her brother, who is eight years older than her. I suspect that he’s the reason she moved to Foxtail Lake in the first place. I don’t have all the details yet, but I do plan to dig around some more.”
“Call on line two,” Gwen had poked her head in through Cass’s office door, scowled at me, and then delivered her message.
Cass picked up the phone. “Deputy Wylander here.”
I watched his face as he listened to whoever was on the other end of the line. I could tell right off that the news he was receiving wasn’t of the pleasant sort. After a minute, he thanked the caller and then hung up. He looked at me. “There has been another house fire and according to an anonymous source, another death by fire.”
“Who?” I gasped.
“Mayor White.”
Chapter 10
I’m not exactly sure why I went along with Cass to respond to the call, except that I followed him out of his office when he left, and when he climbed into his official sheriff’s vehicle, I climbed in the passenger side, and he didn’t argue. Like Dale Conover, Mayor White had been working in his home office when the fire started, and like Dale Conover, he’d been unable to get out in time. The fire had been extinguished by the time we arrived. Cass told me to wait in the vehicle, and I complied. He spoke to the fire chief while I used the time to call the individuals I’d set up interviews with. Ms. Cupid would have to wait. If the mayor had been shot, as I suspected, and the house set on fire, as I also suspected, it seemed there were bigger fish to fry.
Once I made my calls, I had little to do other than to let my mind wander. I watched the firefighters as they cleaned up, and then I watched as the official coroner’s vehicle pulled up and two men went inside. They returned with a black bag on a gurney a short while later. I wasn’t sure where Cass had gone. He’d walked around to the back of the house with the fire chief shortly after we’d arrived and I hadn’t seen him since.
If, as I suspected, the person who killed Mayor White and then set fire to his house was the same person who killed Dale Conover and then set fire to his house, then Lissa probably didn’t kill Dale, as Cass and I had begun to suspect. I remembered that Mayor White had been one of Dale Conover’s patients, so if I had to guess at this point, I’d have to say that someone who would be hurt by whatever Mayor White discussed with Dale was most likely the killer. Of course, I had no idea why the mayor had been meeting with Doctor Conover, or what they had been discussing. Cass had fragments of Conover’s notes, so maybe he’d managed to put things together over the past week.