In Death 27 - Salvation in Death

cyanide poisoning, then I’m telling you he was murdered.”
    “He would never have taken his own life. Life is a gift from God. He would never have left me, his family, his church by his own hand.”
    She stepped back, drew herself up. All trace of the cotton candy fluff vanished. “You find who did this. You find who took that gift from God away from my husband, from the father of my children. You do your job.”
    “I will.”
    “Luke.”
    “Mama Jo.” One of the men came forward, put his arm around her, gently.
    “You’re head of the family now. I expect you to do whatever needs to be done.”
    “You know I will. Let Jackie take you upstairs now, Mama Jo. You go on upstairs and get a little rest. We’ll make sure everything’s done the way Jimmy Jay would have wanted. The way you want. I promise you.”
    She nodded, rubbed his shoulder. “Thank you for coming to tell me, Lieutenant. I want to go upstairs now.”
    “Come on with me, Mama.” The daughter, Jackie, enfolded her mother, led her to the stairs. Jolene stopped, looked back.
    “Billy, you help guide them now, like you guided their daddy.”
    “I will. Don’t worry, Jolene. I don’t want you to worry.” His face was a study of misery as he watched her climb the stairs.
    “Lieutenant, I’m Luke Goodwin—Jackie’s husband.” Though he offered a firm handshake, his eyes showed a dragging fatigue. “I wonder if you could tell me, ah, when we might be able to take my father-in-law home. We’re making arrangements for his lying-in-state and memorial, his burial. We want to get the family home as soon as we can.”
    “I hope it won’t be much longer. I’ll have someone contact you directly when we’re cleared.”
    “Excuse me.” Another man nudged forward. Not quite as tall as the first, he had sharp cheekbones and a mouth set in hard lines. “Unless my mother-in-law is a suspect, I’m going to insist she be allowed to return home. She’s given her statement, and you have no legal reason to detain her.”
    “And you are?”
    “Samuel Wright, Jimmy Jay’s son-in-law. I’m a lawyer.”
    “Really? I wouldn’t have guessed. I’m not detaining Mrs. Jenkins, but am requesting she, and anyone involved in last night’s production, remain in New York and available while this investigation is ongoing. And I didn’t hear Mrs. Jenkins request permission to return to her home residence.”
    “We’re making arrangements for that. She needs to—”
    “Then she can talk to me about it herself. In the meantime, I have some follow-up questions. I’d like to speak with you, Mr. Crocker.”
    “Yes, of course. Could we make an appointment?” He actually reached for his memo book. “We still have so much to do—arrangements, and cancellations.”
    “It won’t take long. And it should be now.”
    “But—”
    “Unless Billy’s a suspect,” the lawyer began.
    “Let’s make this easy then. You’re all suspects. As far as I can ascertain, every one of you, along with the other members onstage, and behind it, had the opportunity to lace the water with cyanide. Means? Cyanide’s not something you pick up at the local pharmacy, but it’s easy to obtain through black and gray markets. Motive—lots and lots of money.”
    “That’s both insulting and inappropriate.”
    “Sue me. Meanwhile, I can follow up with Mr. Crocker here, or we can go downtown.”
    “That’s not necessary, of course that’s not necessary. Sam.” Billy tapped a calming hand on Sam’s arm. “We all want to do whatever we can to help the police.”
    “You’re not talking to her without me being present as your representative.”
    “Works for me,” Eve said cheerfully. “Want to do this here in the hall?”
    “Let’s just take a moment.” Luke lifted his hands. Though his voice was soft, Eve recognized the command under it. “We’re all on edge. Lieutenant, would you and the other officer like to use the parlor? Could we get you anything? Tea? Water?” He stopped, shut his eyes a moment. “Will I ever be able to pour a glass of water again and not think of it?”
    “The parlor’s fine,” Peabody told him. “We don’t need anything, thanks.”
    “There’s an office on the second floor. I’ll be working there, if you need me for anything. Billy, Sam, I’ll continue with the arrangements until you’re done. Lieutenant.” Luke offered his hand again. “Mama Jo has put her faith in you. So will I.”
    Not just head of the family, Eve