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Chapter 20
Alice and I were already into our second margarita by the time Fatimah walked in, from ten feet away her smile seemed to brighten the entire room. I stood up and gave her a big hug.“Couldn’t wait for the old mom? She said eyeing the array of empty glasses.It’s been a long day,” I explained. “ say hey to Alice.”Pleasure,” said Fatimah brightly, grasping Alice’s hand. Though the day had been planned for just her and me, Alice was one of those pry who rolled easily with whatever came up.“Moo’s been telling me all about you,” Alive said over the din.“Most of it it’s true, unless she’s been saying I’m some kind of crackerjack forensic pathologist,” Alice said, grinning. “Actually all she’s been saying is that you are a real good friend.”Susie’s was bright, festive cafe with faux-painted walls and pretty good Caribbean food. They play a little reggae? A little jazz. It was a place where you could kick back, talk, shout, even shoot a rack of pool. Our regular waitress Sam, came up, and
Chapter 19
Either you have got the sharpest nose for a story I have ever seen,” I said to Alice Barry angrily,” or I may start to think of you as a murder suspect.” This was the second time she intruded in the middle of a possible crime scene. “Don’t tell me I’m stepping on some inter office romance?” She quipped. That made me steaming mad. We have a developing situation here. If it got into the news prematurely, it would hurt any chance the department had to control this case. I could just imagine the nightmare headline: BRIDE AND GROOM KILLER STRIKES AGAIN. And Kalistus would be livid. This would be a second time I called to control the crime scene with the same reporter. “Who’s you friend?” Gabriel asked. “Alice Barry,” she announced, extending her hand. And you?” “Alice’s with the chronicle,” I alerted him. Gebriel did a startled double take, left in the mid shake like a fired worker holding the hand of a replacement. “Listen very well, Ms Barry I said firmly.
Chapter 18: Inspector Moo’s POV
By the time I had called Fatimah to cancel, showered, put my wet hair under a turned back Giant cap, and thrown on some clothes, Gebriel’s white Explorer was beeping me from below.when I go downstairs, I couldn’t help but notice him looking me over- wet hair, Jean, black leather jacket. “ you look nice, Moo,” he said. He smiled as he put the car in gear.He was casually dressed, in crumpled khakis and a faded blue polo shirt. He looked nice, too, but i wasn’t going to say it.“This isn’t a date, Gabriel,” I told him.“You keep saying that,” he said with a shrug, then stepped on the gas.We pulled up to Napa Highlands Inn an hour and fifteen minutes later, the exact time, I noted, I was supposed to be pouring my heart to Fatimah.The inn turned out to be one of those fancy, high-end spas I always dreamed about going to. It was tucked into the mountains on stag’s leap Road. By the look of it, with it’s main lodge built of stacked giant redwoods and arcing window of tempered glass. The g
Chapter 17: Inspector Moo’s POV
That sunday morning, I woke for the first time all week with a sense of hopefulness, it’s the way I am...or was. It was clear and beautiful outside; the bay was shimmering as if it were thrilled, too. And it was the day of my brunch with Fatimah, myconfession to her. Sunday morning’s I had this place I always went to. My favorite place, I had told Gebriel. First I drove downtown, to the marina Green, in my tights and jogged in the shadow of the bridge. Morning like this, I felt infused with everything that was beautiful about living in San Francisco. The brown coast of Marin, the noises of the bay. Even Alcatraz, standing guard. I ran my usual three-plus miles south on the harbor, then up the two hundred and twelve stone stairs into fort Mason park. Even with Negli’s I could still do it. This morning it seemed to be letting me free. I jogged past yelping dogs running loose, lovers on a morning walk, gray-clad, bald-headed Chinese men bickering over mah-jongg. Always to the same spo
Chapter 16: Dorothy and Noah’s Murder
Dorothy Noah, in the bloom of her first full day as Elijah’s wife, walked out of the hotel lobby holding her husband’s hand. She breathed in a cool night air, the first dread hair she inhaled all day. In the brief span of their marriage, she and Elijah had made love several times and taken two steamy showers together. They poked their heads out of an obligatory but, at last a final brunch with the families. They had begged off the trip to opus one, scurried back upstairs, and popped a last bottle of champagne. Elijah had put on a sex video and as they watched the film they played out some unusual and exciting roles. He seemed to have several fantasies about wearing women’s cloths. Tomorrow, they will be off to mazatlan, for a heavenly week exploring all those sexy spots on his body she had yet to find. Maybe the will even come out once or twice to see the dolphins.So far, she decided, things were going very well, tonight they were headed to French laundry. The finest restaurant in N
Chapter 15: The Second Murder
When Dorothy Noah looked at herself in the full splendor of her wedding dress, she knew that she was no longer her mother’s little girl.You are my baby. She had heard those words from her first days on the planet.With three older brothers, it wasn’t so hard to imagine why. Her mother had always wanted a girl. Daddy, too; but as the years went on they had assumed their time passed. The oldest- Lucas the daredevil had been killed before she was born. Her parents were crushed. They couldn’t think of more children. Then, miraculously, Dorothy came.My baby,” she heard her mother exclaim from where she stood behind Dorothy.“Oh, mom,” Dorothy sighed, but also smiled.She continued to look at herself. She was beautiful. In her long, white, strapless dress, an avalanche of tulle, she shone like the most lovely and beautiful thing in the world. Elijah would be so happy with all the arrangements—in the hotel in Napa, the flowers, the last minute alteration to the dress, she thought the day w
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