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“When I followed Remmy and Lulu to Junior’s grave site, I saw another mourner there,” said King. “A very unexpected one.”
“Who?” they both exclaimed together.
“Sally Wainwright.”
“The stable hand?” Harry looked puzzled.
Michelle snapped her fingers. “Sean, that day we first spoke to Sally. You asked her if she knew Junior. She said she’d seen him around, but you noted how nervous and evasive she seemed.”
“That’s right,” said King.
“Paying last respects to a man you’d merely seen around?” mused Harry.
“I’m going to have another talk with Miss Sally,” said King.
Harry motioned them to sit down on the couch across from the fire while he stood in front of them. “Now, it seems very clear that Junior’s setup was done by someone with knowledge of criminal investigations.”
“So our next course of action?” asked Michelle.
Deferring answering her question, Harry consulted an old-fashioned pocket watch hanging on a gold chain strung across his vest.
“That’s a beautiful piece, Harry,” said Michelle.
“It belonged to my great-grandfather. Having no son of my own, I’m keeping it safe for my eldest nephew.” He fingered the heavy piece lovingly. “In this hurly-burly world it’s comforting to know one can still ascertain the time of day in the same manner as over a hundred years ago.” He snapped shut the watch’s cover and looked sharply at them. “All right,” he said, returning to Michelle’s query. “By this time everyone downstairs will have imbibed at least one and possibly two drinks. Thus, I suggest we join the tipsy masses below and observe and listen. It’s not beyond the realm of possibility that our killer is in this house right now. At the very least we might gain some information that could stop any future murders.”
They adjourned their meeting and moved to the main level.
CHAPTER
51
THERE WERE SEVERAL
odd pairings awaiting them downstairs. They could see Savannah out on the glass-enclosed rear porch with the two youngest Oxley children. She appeared to be playing a game with them that involved tugging on one’s ear and pantomiming. The older Oxley girl stood in the corner, watching without smiling.
“Charades,” concluded Michelle. “I didn’t think Savannah had it in her to entertain young children.”
“I think she’s a lot younger in some ways than people think,” said King.
Chip Bailey and Dorothea were conversing in low tones in a far corner of the living room. Eddie stood nearby apparently in deep conversation with Todd Williams, who hadn’t been at the funeral but wasn’t going to miss the post-burial vittles.
As they watched, Remmy and Lulu came down the staircase arm in arm. All heads turned to watch.
“Why am I reminded of Lee and Grant at Appomattox?” whispered Harry.
Chip Bailey immediately abandoned Dorothea and headed to the stairs to meet Remmy. Mason, who had been serving food, wasn’t far behind.
“The hounds are circling, and the former man of the house is barely in the ground,” commented Harry.
“Chip Bailey too?” said Michelle. “I wouldn’t have figured that. Eddi
e said his mother didn’t like the man.”
“Being the kept husband of an enormously wealthy woman is enough of a prize to at least make an effort at changing her opinion,” commented King dryly.
However, Remmy apparently had other ideas. She swept past both men and headed toward King and his group.
Remmy nodded at Harry as she walked up. “I know that you and Lulu have met, Harry, so I won’t bother with introductions.”
