look at the display. “It’s Ida calling on Facetime, she’s down with Norman,” she said, sliding the bar to answer.
Ida’s face filled the screen and Lexy felt an icy chill race up her spine at her words.
“Mona, get down here right away. There’s been another murder … and this one doesn’t look so natural.”
Chapter Thirteen
“It’s that room over there.” Ida pointed to a room down the hall where there was a bustle of activity. Nans, Ruth and Helen took off toward it with Lexy following slowly behind.
Nans stopped at the doorway. “We can’t get in,” she whispered. “Helen, see if you can get some pictures with your camera glasses.”
Lexy followed Helen, standing on her tippy toes and craning her neck to look into the room. Inside, a body lay at an odd angle on the bed. The pillows were tossed on the floor and the sheets were bunched up. Some members of the staff stood around, their faces masks of concern.
Lexy caught the eye of Cassie’s cousin Sam, who flitted nervously at the end of the bed. She raised her eyebrows and jerked her head to get Sam to come out into the hallway.
“What’s going on?” Lexy asked.
Sam took a deep breath. “It looks like Mr. Turco has been killed.” She glanced back into the room. “We’re waiting for the police.”
Lexy felt her heart lurch. Would Jack be coming here? She didn’t know if it was such a good idea for him to find her here given the current tension between them on the subject of her investigating murders.
“Why would someone kill him?” Lexy asked.
Sam started to chew her bottom lip. “No one knows. He was in a lot of pain, maybe someone wanted to put him out of his misery.”
“Do you have any idea who that might be?”
Sam glanced up the hallway, moved a step closer to Lexy and lowered her voice. “I’ve been thinking about how you asked about Nurse Rothschild the other day and you’re right. She isn’t a kind and caring nurse. I think it could have been her.”
Lexy felt her heartbeat speed up. “Do you have any proof?”
“No … just a feeling.”
“Move it along, ladies.” One of the nurses came out into the hall, giving Sam a pointed look, then shooing Lexy, Nans, Ruth, and Helen down the hall away from the room. Ida popped her head out of a room at the end of the hallway and beckoned them inside.
“Did you see anything?” Ida asked in a hushed tone.
“Too many people in there,” Nans replied. “How’s Norman?”
Lexy looked at the bed where Norman lay sleeping. He looked tired and worn.
“He’s doing okay. The pain meds really knock him out so I’m just letting him sleep.”
Lexy heard a commotion in the hall and felt her stomach drop when she saw Jack accompanied by a crew of police. As if feeling her gaze, he glanced over, his face registering surprise when he recognized her. Lexy gave him a smile and half wave.
“Jack’s here,” Lexy whispered to the other women.
“Oh good,” Nans said. “Is he coming over?”
“Yep.” Lexy felt a pit of doom in her stomach. She started to get a little light-headed and nauseous and her annoying eye twitch started up again. Her legs threatened to collapsed out from under her. She folded herself into a chair and put her head between her legs just as Jack strode into the room.
“Lexy … are you okay?” His voice was peppered with concern.
“Uh-huh. I forgot to eat breakfast this morning and got a little light headed is all,” she said from in between her legs.
Jack squeezed the back of her neck. “Are you still dieting? I told you I was only kidding. You look fine. Perfect.”
Lexy felt her heart flutter and lifted her head. “Thanks.”
“So, you guys finally see that something suspicious is going on here,” Nans said.
“Yeah, looks like the killer botched the job. Maybe someone came by before they were done. Anyway, it definitely looks like this one was murder,” Jack said looking over at the door. “I can’t say about the
Ida’s face filled the screen and Lexy felt an icy chill race up her spine at her words.
“Mona, get down here right away. There’s been another murder … and this one doesn’t look so natural.”
Chapter Thirteen
“It’s that room over there.” Ida pointed to a room down the hall where there was a bustle of activity. Nans, Ruth and Helen took off toward it with Lexy following slowly behind.
Nans stopped at the doorway. “We can’t get in,” she whispered. “Helen, see if you can get some pictures with your camera glasses.”
Lexy followed Helen, standing on her tippy toes and craning her neck to look into the room. Inside, a body lay at an odd angle on the bed. The pillows were tossed on the floor and the sheets were bunched up. Some members of the staff stood around, their faces masks of concern.
Lexy caught the eye of Cassie’s cousin Sam, who flitted nervously at the end of the bed. She raised her eyebrows and jerked her head to get Sam to come out into the hallway.
“What’s going on?” Lexy asked.
Sam took a deep breath. “It looks like Mr. Turco has been killed.” She glanced back into the room. “We’re waiting for the police.”
Lexy felt her heart lurch. Would Jack be coming here? She didn’t know if it was such a good idea for him to find her here given the current tension between them on the subject of her investigating murders.
“Why would someone kill him?” Lexy asked.
Sam started to chew her bottom lip. “No one knows. He was in a lot of pain, maybe someone wanted to put him out of his misery.”
“Do you have any idea who that might be?”
Sam glanced up the hallway, moved a step closer to Lexy and lowered her voice. “I’ve been thinking about how you asked about Nurse Rothschild the other day and you’re right. She isn’t a kind and caring nurse. I think it could have been her.”
Lexy felt her heartbeat speed up. “Do you have any proof?”
“No … just a feeling.”
“Move it along, ladies.” One of the nurses came out into the hall, giving Sam a pointed look, then shooing Lexy, Nans, Ruth, and Helen down the hall away from the room. Ida popped her head out of a room at the end of the hallway and beckoned them inside.
“Did you see anything?” Ida asked in a hushed tone.
“Too many people in there,” Nans replied. “How’s Norman?”
Lexy looked at the bed where Norman lay sleeping. He looked tired and worn.
“He’s doing okay. The pain meds really knock him out so I’m just letting him sleep.”
Lexy heard a commotion in the hall and felt her stomach drop when she saw Jack accompanied by a crew of police. As if feeling her gaze, he glanced over, his face registering surprise when he recognized her. Lexy gave him a smile and half wave.
“Jack’s here,” Lexy whispered to the other women.
“Oh good,” Nans said. “Is he coming over?”
“Yep.” Lexy felt a pit of doom in her stomach. She started to get a little light-headed and nauseous and her annoying eye twitch started up again. Her legs threatened to collapsed out from under her. She folded herself into a chair and put her head between her legs just as Jack strode into the room.
“Lexy … are you okay?” His voice was peppered with concern.
“Uh-huh. I forgot to eat breakfast this morning and got a little light headed is all,” she said from in between her legs.
Jack squeezed the back of her neck. “Are you still dieting? I told you I was only kidding. You look fine. Perfect.”
Lexy felt her heart flutter and lifted her head. “Thanks.”
“So, you guys finally see that something suspicious is going on here,” Nans said.
“Yeah, looks like the killer botched the job. Maybe someone came by before they were done. Anyway, it definitely looks like this one was murder,” Jack said looking over at the door. “I can’t say about the
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