A Forgotten Murder (Medlar Mystery 3) - Page 130

All but the police inspector left. “So young Nicky killed you?” the inspector asked.

“I’m not sure about that,” Jack said. “I wasn’t given a death scene.”

“Interesting,” the man said, and started toward the house.

Kate stayed where she was. “If it was only Nicky and Sean there, how do we know that Nicky shot him?”

“I think this is our Sara’s storytelling. Remember I told you that there were two bullets with the skeleton? You were so busy drooling over evil Nicky’s son that I didn’t get a chance to tell you where they were located.”

“I don’t think you should throw stones at sons of bad daddies.”

“Agreed. Anyway, one bullet was embedded in his lower ribs. The other one was in his skull.”

“You told Aunt Sara that?”

“You think I withheld information from her? Not on my life! Don’t forget that there are three more acts. I can’t imagine what else has been put together.”

“I hope the other acts aren’t like these two. Too dramatic for my taste.”

He held out his arm. “Help me up, will you? All this blood loss makes me weak.”

She didn’t call him on his joke, but put her arm around his waist, as his went around her shoulders. “What happened in the kitchen? I can’t imagine Mrs. Aiken allowing anything to go on in her kingdom.”

“I have no idea,” Jack said, “but I believe Diana is playing Mrs. Aiken. Sara wanted Bella but she declined.”

“Understandable.” She looked up at him. “When this is done, I still want to go to Scotland.”

Smiling, he kissed the top of her head. “It’s my heart’s dream.”

They walked to the kitchen together.

ACT THREE

KITCHEN OF OXLEY MANOR

Puck was in the big walk-in pantry. Byon and Nicky had sent her there to get more of the tinned fish paste that Willa had brought. They’d all been smoking marijuana and were very hungry.

Actually, not everyone was smoking. Nadine had worn a beautiful dress but she’d spent the evening in the downstairs loo. Puck’s mother had muttered “Women problems” in disapproval. It was like she knew some secret that no one else did.

Diana had been nervous all night, constantly looking out the windows. If a door opened, she jumped. She seemed to be expecting someone.

As for Clive and Willa, they were playing their usual hide-and-seek game. He hid, but if Willa took too long to find him, Clive changed places. As Byon said, “If Clive didn’t have Willa to complain about, would we know he existed?” Byon would say most anything to make Nicky laugh.

Puck filled a basket with delicacies, all while knowing that tomorrow her mother would give her hell. No amount of saying, “It was for Nicky,” would stop her mother’s tirade.

When the kitchen door opened, Puck crossed her fingers. Please, she thought. Don’t let it be my mother. Even though the others seemed to be in a bad mood tonight, they were still better than getting caught by her mother.

But it was, of course, her. Her mother started slamming pans about and muttering complaints. “I don’t know why they expect me to do it all. They should go home and leave Nicky alone. He has too much to do. Too much to oversee. They are destroying him.”

Puck had heard it all many times and knew her mother could go on for hours. Only Nicky was able to coax her out of a bad mood.

Puck was thinking about how she could get out without being seen when the door to the outside was flung open. She expected drunken laughter but what she heard was her mother’s gasp of shock.

Puck peeked out. Nicky was standing in the doorway and he looked so terrible that she put her hands over her mouth to keep from crying out. His face was bruised and swollen. There was a long scratch down the side of his jaw.

Mrs. Aiken engulfed him in her big arms and led him to the chair at the head of the table. “Who did this?”

“Diana and I...” He caught his breath. “We... She made me do things. She forced me to do—”

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