Libby.â
âLibby.â Boy put on his politicianâs smile. âOf course I remember you.â
Beguilingly, Libby shook his hand. âHello, Boy. I suppose I need to call you Senator Fitch now.â
âOf course not.â Boy gazed down at her, oozing a fondness that looked genuine. âYou were the reason I never quite learned my multiplication tables. Somehow, I could never concentrate on my homework when you were around.â
âWhat a lovely thing to say.â Libby had stars in her eyes, and I could see Boy had another vote.
I could also sense a dangerous flicker of electricity in the air, so I said briskly, âCome sit down, Boy. Have some coffee.â
âI had no idea you lived like this, Nora.â Boy glanced up at the vaulted ceiling of the kitchen as if expecting to see a vampire bat hanging from the dusty rafters.
âIf I let the cobwebs get carried away, Vincent Price shows up.â
He frowned. âYour cleaning service?â
âNo, Boy, I only meantâwell, please have a seat.â I took Boyâs arm to guide him into a chair.
Boy hadnât shaved and suddenly I realized he seemed more dazed than usual. I handed him the take-out coffee intended for me. Emma sat across from him, and Libby and I took the other seats so that he was surrounded by expectant Blackbird faces.
He placed his copy of the morning newspaper on the table. âI donât know where to start.â
âBagel?â Libby asked.
He shook his head and put down his coffee cup. âEmma says you havenât seen todayâs paper yet. So you havenât heard the police arrested my father for Zell Orcuttâs murder.â
We all gasped.
I said, âBoy, we had no idea! Iâm so sorry.â
âThe police came in the middle of the night. Dad lives in one of the cottages on the Fitchâs Fancy property. I stay with him when Iâm not in the state capital, and IâIâm sorry.â His train of thought chugged away from him, and he rubbed his face. âIâve been up all night. Iâm not making much sense.â
The Fitch cottages were more like mansions than their names implied. The four large houses were occupied by various Fitch relatives, although Iâd heard they were owned by Zell and grandfathered to the relatives rent-free. Pierpoint lived in one, Verbena another. Some cousins occupied the other two, although they also had homes in warmer climates. All of the family treated the grounds of Fitchâs Fancy like a huge park, one so large they rarely saw their relatives.
I said, âWhat do the police think happened?â
âI donât know. Dad went to reason with Zell about selling the estate, butâwell, you saw Dad leave. He was angry, so I guess the discussion went badly.â Boy picked up one of the diet books and frowned at the cover. âThing is, Dad threatened Zell once before. In front of witnesses. So the police figured they had an ongoing disagreement.â
âDid they?â
âDidnât everyone disagree with Zell?â Boy asked.
Emma had grabbed the newspaper and was skimming the front-page article about the murder. âThe cops didnât arrest Pointy. They just call him a âperson of interest.â Thatâs a big difference. Maybe the geezer didnât knock off Orcutt. Maybe theyâre just using the rubber hoses to find out what he knows.â
âEmâs always joking,â I said, noting how Boyâs face went white. âDid the police find the murder weapon?â
âNot yet,â Emma replied.
Boy said, âThereâs a collection of bows in the billiards room at Fitchâs Fancy. Chances are good whoever killed him simply took one.â From his pocket, he fished a small object. âI donât know if it makes any difference, but after the police left, I found this in the garden.â
We leaned forward to look.
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