Deadly Disco in Las Vegas: A Humorous Tiffany Black Mystery (Tiffany Black Mysteries Book 6) Read Online Free PDF Page A

office first,” suggested David. “It’s the room next door.”
    We trooped over, and David opened the door for us. Inside, the room was the same size as David’s, but looked much smaller thanks to all the things crammed inside. There was the obligatory desk and three chairs; a bookshelf stuffed into a corner displaying a few books and lots of knickknacks; a fake potted rubber plant; lots of framed prints on the walls; and, of course, the mirrored hall table against which Josh had hit his head and met his demise. The hall table was a few paces away from the door, and Ian and I stepped closer and peered at it carefully.
    “The cops already did a thorough sweep,” said David. “And I can tell you now, they found absolutely nothing.”
    “I don’t doubt it,” I said. “If someone really did kill Josh, and they bothered to wipe his cell phone and his doorknob clean of prints, they wouldn’t forget about cleaning up elsewhere.”
    Ian and I wandered through the room, too nervous to touch anything. Nothing jumped out at us, and I sat down behind Josh’s desk. There was a big computer with a large screen plonked on the middle of the desk. On one corner of the desk, there was a large leather stationery holder, containing various pens, highlighters, pencils, paper clips, and a blank notepad. On the other corner of the desk, there was a desk calendar featuring an abstract photo of industrial-looking steel bars, and a silver photo frame displaying the image of a teenage boy. The boy had blond hair cut sharply in a buzz cut, acne-prone skin that showed up in the photo, and wide-open, laughing blue eyes.
    “This must be Taylor,” I said. “Josh’s stepson.”
    David nodded. “And apple of his eye.”
    “Funny that Josh was such a good dad,” said Ian. “Even though he couldn’t settle down with one woman.”
    David shrugged. “People are walking contradictions. Josh wanted to stay young and party with different women, but he also wanted a family, and he loved being a dad. He doted on his son.”
    I nodded and leaned back in the chair. Sitting here, I couldn’t sense anything out of the ordinary. I tried to think of how Josh must’ve felt that day—had someone come in here and threatened him? But the room was tidy despite the clutter, and nothing seemed to be out of place. I closed my eyes, trying to pick up on any vibes, anything—but there was nothing. The room seemed normal, and Josh seemed like an ordinary, conflicted man.
    “Let’s go back to your office and talk,” I suggested, getting out of the chair. I didn’t like being in the dead man’s office, and I figured that David might be more helpful if he felt like he was on his home turf.
    When we were settled back in David’s office, I said, “Tell me about Josh’s girlfriend, Chloe.”
    David smiled wryly. “They say to always suspect the spouse, don’t they? Well, I suppose that’s as good a place to start as any.” His eyes drifted off to a point beyond my shoulder, and he was lost in thought for a few seconds. Finally, he said, “This was one of Josh’s longest relationships. Just over a year now.”
    Ian said, “How long do his relationships usually last?”
    David shrugged. “Anywhere between a week to a year. His longest was obviously his marriage to Mary. He really tried, I think. Perhaps even more so, because of Taylor. But it’s just not in his nature to be monogamous. Some people can’t do it.”
    I nodded. “But not you. You’ve been with your partner for twenty-five years.”
    David grinned. “I’m lucky. And I guess my partner and I both wanted to settle down and be adults, you know? Keep house, have a family, that kind of thing.”
    I nodded, thinking about my parents. They’ve been married for over thirty years now, and I’ve rarely ever seen them fight.
    Ian said, “Some people just don’t want to settle down.”
    “What about you?” said David.
    Ian shrugged. “I’d love to settle down, but I just don’t meet