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Thank you for joining us for the next installment of Devil
at Dusk!
I spent the week in Chicago getting my apartment ready to
move out and spent half a day cleaning it for the next person that comes along.
I was able to spend time with my family and got to visit with my brother who I
had not seen in a while. One night I was able to hang out with my friends, unfortunately
I ended up with a hangover the next day. Chicago is bad, very bad for me. I don’t seem to party at all when I am in Laurel. The reason being that
from the moment I set foot in Laurel I had to put on my big girl pants and take
over on an in depth murder investigation, deal with a death of a loved one then
take over an investigation firm. I was also able to connect over lunch with
Winslow, of course he already knew I was not coming back but I felt the need to
see him in person and talk to him.
My mom and dad ended up having a surprise going away picnic
for me in the park; they invited family, friends of the family and neighbors.
We had quite the turn out and it was a lot of fun. We played croquette and
horse shoes. Mom and dad gave me a really nice three piece Samsonite Luggage
set (train case, medium round suit case and large suit case) in burgundy. That
was a great gift and something I had been wanting for a while plus it will come
in handy for when it was time to pack up all the rest of my belongings because
they will all fit perfectly in my luggage.
Then my “wild bunch” friends had a going away party for me
on Friday. We had it at the Airliner Hotel's Lounge on Cicero Avenue, so if we
got too drunk to drive we could just stay over in the hotel. 35 people showed
up to my party and over half (including me) stayed at the hotel that night. The
Airline Hotel was a very nice and luxurious place. Good thing I had the whole
entire day on Saturday to recuperate from the wild hi jinks from the previous
night!
Finally Sunday morning rolled around and it was time for me
to be on my way back to Laurel. I said good bye to my folks and my brother and
I was on the road at 9am. That night I made it to the halfway point at about
7pm, checked in to a cozy little motor court and had a late dinner. The next
day I was up bright and early and on the road by 8:00 am. I finally made it
home to the cottage around 6pm. I was exhausted so I made a cup of tea and
listened to some music on the radio. At
8pm I called it a night and went and tucked myself into bed.
Tuesday morning I woke up, got ready and went in to the
office. When I got to the office I called over to Mrs. Rothschild’s Estate and
Avery the butler answered the phone. I told him it was Brooksie, and then I asked
him if Mrs. Rothschild was available and if I would be able to speak with her? He said he would go and check, a few moments
later Mrs. Rothschild was on the line. I asked her how things had been this
past week. Mrs. Rothschild told me that something interesting happened that
very evening following the staff interviews. She said sometime in the night
Paris Le Roux (one of the cleaning girls) packed up all of her belongings (she
only owned enough to fit into a large suitcase) and left. I told her to still
keep a watchful eye on her belongings however we did both agreed that this was
an admission to her guilt and she no longer to cared to stay on board now that
there was another set of eyes keeping an eye on Mrs. Rothschild and her
belongings.
To be continued…..
Stay tuned next week for another installment of: Devil at
Dusk
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