A Midsummer Night's Scream

himself with a badge and fetch the phone number for the victim’s family and call him back.
    When this was finally accomplished, he rang the number. There was only an answering machine with a woman’s voice saying, “We’re out of town on our second honeymoon,“ followed by a silly giggle. “Leave a message and we’ll get back to you.“ But the next voice was artificial. “This mailbox is full. Try again later.“
    The only thing Jane and Shelley learned from the early evening news was that the theater was indeed the site of the murder, and that a young actor from the local college had died under mysterious circumstances. The police were still trying to find the victim’s family to notify them before a name would be released.
    Mike and Katie had gone to fetch a Chinese meal for both families. Shelley’s daughter Denise was still at her swim class. Her son was playing a new Nintendo game with Jane’s son Todd at the Nowack house. Both Jane and Shelley were glad none of them were watching the news.
    “So it’s an actor. A young one. That excludes John and Gloria Bunting, and the director,“ Shelley said. “Still, it could be Joani. It’s trendy to call both sexes ‘actor’ these days.“
    “You don’t approve of that?“
    “I do approve. I’m just saying it’s not necessarily a young man. But it could be that nice Bill Denk who plays the old butler, or Jake Stanton, who’s the younger brother. Or maybe Denny Roth.“ Shelley said. “But it eliminates Professor Imry. He’s not an actor.“
    “We know that,“ Jane said. “He’s not much older than the students. The police might know his name but not necessarily that he wasn’t one of the young actors.“
    “I suppose somebody could identify him, though. Whoever found him. Or her.“
    “It might have simply been someone from a janitorial service. Someone who wasn’t ever around except when no one else was there, or just a botched robbery that went horribly wrong when the robber realized that somebody saw him.“
    Shelley shrugged. “I guess so. I wish Mel would call and fill you in a little bit. He knows, doesn’t he, that we’re tending to the catering?“
    “I told him what we were doing. Or rather, that I was tagging along as a mere taster. But I only mentioned that it was a theater Paul had donated to the college. That’s not all that specific. They must have some other buildings that previously served as at least rehearsal halls. Maybe we’re wrong about where this body really is.“
    “That will be easy to find out. After dinner we’ll drive by. If it’s our theater, it will be surrounded by yellow tape saying CRIME SCENE-DO NOT CROSS; it will be obvious.“
    “You can do that if you want. But I don’t want to be with you. Mel wouldn’t like to see me snooping,“ Jane said.
    “We could park a block or two away and just sneak a peek around a corner of some other building, couldn’t we?“
    “Shelley, get a grip. This is getting too elaborate. Mel will realize whether this is the theater where you’re providing food. He’s sure to ask us what we know about the cast and crew—when he’s ready.“
    “Okay, okay. I give up. You’re right. It’s not any of our business unless Mel thinks it is. I’ll have to tell Paul tonight, just in case the authorities need to know anything about the donation of the building.“
    “Where is Paul this time?“
    “Doing a grand opening ceremony at a new restaurant in Dayton, Ohio.“
    “How many of his Greek fast-food restaurants are there now?“
    “This is the forty-fifth. He always says it’s the last one. He’s starting to talk about retiring.“
    Jane laughed. “Don’t let him do it, Shelley. You and I both know several women with husbands who retired early. They hang around the house driving their wives crazy.“
    “I know. They all say the same thing. Every time the wife picks up the car keys, the husband asks, ‘Where are you going?’ Or tries to tell her a more efficient way to do the laundry, talking about how his mother always dried the sheets on a clothesline outside. They want to go along with you to the grocery store and the tailor. That would drive me wild.“
    She thought for a moment about this scenario and said, “I’m sure if Paul tried to retire, he’d find something else to do. Consulting with young entrepreneurs. Setting up a new business to try his hand at. Don’t you think so?“
    “I hope so for your sake,“ Jane said, patting Shelley’s