Killer Cannoli (A Terrified Detective Mystery Book 2)

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Author: Carole Fowkes
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the wet tissue.
    I squeezed her hand and checked Corrigan’s expression out of the corner of my eye. He looked down at his notepad so I couldn’t read his expression. He had to believe her. When he looked up, his face was all business. “Did you see anyone else? A car? Anything?”
    She closed her eyes for a moment. “No. I’m sorry.”
    He glanced at his notes. “Did you hear a gun go off?”
    Aunt Lena shook her head.
    “You said you heard the door open twice. But the victim was alone. Could it have opened once more without you hearing it?”
    She thought for a moment. “Maybe. I was running the water.”
    “Ok, did the victim say anything prior to tonight to make you think someone had it in for him?  Or did he mention anything about his past?”
    She wiped her face with both hands, smearing what was left of her makeup even more. “No.” She looked down at her hands, then up again. “Wait. He told me he’d lived somewhere in the East.”
    Corrigan closed his notepad. “Thank you.”
    Aunt Lena touched Corrigan’s jacket sleeve and quietly asked, “What will they do with him?”
    His eyes softened. “They’re taking pictures and gathering evidence right now. Once the coroner gets here, he’ll do a quick assessment. Then the body goes to the morgue.”
    The coroner finally arrived and came into the kitchen to speak with Corrigan. He excused himself and both men exited to the dining room.
     Aunt Lena seemed to shrink into herself for a moment and I scanned my brain for a way to rally her. But it wasn’t necessary since she soon heaved herself from the chair and went to the refrigerator. “Anybody want a piece of chocolate chiffon pie?”
    “I don’t think the cops allow anyone to eat at a crime scene and even though he died in the other room, this is still part of the scene.”
    My aunt looked crushed. “Sure. You’re right. I wasn’t thinking…” She put the pie away and slunk back to her chair like a kid who’d missed a three-letter word in a spelling bee. She put her face in her hands. We sat in a heavy silence.
    The coroner eventually removed the body and the cops put up police tape. Corrigan returned to the kitchen. “I’m sorry to say you may not be able to open Cannoli’s for business tomorrow. Crime scene.”
    Aunt Lena nodded. “Tuesday?”
    Corrigan smiled. “Someone will let you know.”
    I added, “Come back here only if you’re up to it, Aunt Lena.” She shrugged. It hurt to see her so cowed, this woman I’d always thought of as being sturdy outside, but polenta inside.
    Corrigan handed my aunt his business card. “If you think of anything else, even if it seems small, please call me. If not, I’ll still be in touch.” He shook Ed’s hand. “Good to see you healthy, Ed.”
    He waved to me to follow him outside and he closed the door quietly behind us. I didn’t know what he had to say in private, but I knew it wouldn’t be anything I’d want to hear. I was right.
    “Claire, I don’t want you playing PI here. Let us handle this case.” Then he looked up at the sky and rested his finger against his cheek. “Funny, this conversation sounds so familiar. Oh, I remember. That’s because we had it with the Adler case.”
    I harrumphed. “She’s my aunt. I’ll do whatever she asks. Anything else?”
    “That’s it.” He turned to leave then spun around.  “Yeah. Sorry I’ve waited so long to call you.”
    “Obviously it wasn’t important or you would have done it.” So much for playing it cool. Why didn’t I just show him a photo of a broken heart?
    “I was going to do it first chance I got. I’m busy fighting crime, remember? I’d think a woman in the business of private investigation would understand.”
    A private investigator without much business, so no, I wouldn’t understand. Instead of saying that out loud, I just shrugged. “Well, your chance has come and gone.”
    He picked up my hand and held it. “Give me another one then.” He paused.

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