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The Sleuth
“You better get up here!” the maid reported
to the house detective.
“Why? What have you found?” he groaned over
the phone. “I’m rather busy.”
“He’s back!” she said, hanging up.
Detective Joe swung his feet off the desk
and folded up his newspaper. He slammed it onto the desktop and slid his old
wooden chair on rollers away from the desk, standing with a sigh. “This is a
waste of time! Let the poor guy have a warm place to sleep every now and again,”
he mumbled to himself. “But I am curious…” He grabbed his coat and hat and
left.
“Joe, this must stop! Whoever this guy is he
has to be caught! After all that is why we pay you…” the hotel manager stormed
off, punching a velvet coat into his chest.
Joe caught the maroon jacket, squeezing it
between his thumb and forefinger. “Strange color for a man,” he muttered. A
water bottle half empty sat on the bed stand and a piece of torn envelope
remained next to it. He looked under the bed for the other half. It wasn’t
there and the trashcans were empty.
“Hey, did you take the trash out already,”
he asked a maid standing at the door. She shook her head ‘no’. “Are you the one
that called me?” again she shook her head. Her wide eyes, beads of perspiration,
and heavy breathing didn’t escape his notice either.
Upon further examination he could see a pale
glossy pink lip balm on the edge of the water bottle. He picked up the piece of
envelop and sniffed it. It smelled dirty, papery. He deduced that the envelop
had contained a stack of bills.
“What’s your name?” Joe directed his
question again to the maid at the door.
“Molly, sir,” she whispered.
“Well, Molly…” he said holding up the coat
by the shoulders, measuring it to her slight frame and then handing her the
coat. He turned and took the bottle and envelop off the nightstand, with his
index finger he swiped the lipstick from the rim and rubbed it on her cheek
next to her lips. It matched. He then handed her the torn envelop leaned over
and whispered into her ear. “Do yourself a favor and do your extra business in
another hotel,” and walked out the door.
She watched him leave with a tear in her
eye, thankful he hadn’t turned her over to the night manager.
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