Spirit of Wind [Spirit Series Book 3] [MultiFormat]
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eBook by Arline Chase
eBook Category: Historical Fiction/Mystery/Crime
eBook Description: A society murder, his psychic sister, Jillian,and suspicions of a departmental cover-up, all contribute to the complications that find Jack Abercrombie resigning from Baltimore's Police Department and going on tour with his actress friend Genevieve Desmond during the hurricane-laced summer of 1906. Jill sees the storm coming and tries to warn them, but when have they ever listened to her?
eBook Publisher: ebooksonthe.net/ebooksonthe.net, Published: ebook, 2008
Fictionwise Release Date: September 2008
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A Body on the Bed
February 27, 1906
Detective Sergeant Jonathan Lloyd Abercrombie III stared down at the body of Thaddeus Forthwright IV and bit his lip. As soon as the murder had been reported, Police Commissioner Harry Burke had sent for Jon and refused to allow anything to be moved. Another society crime. I might have known. Now the commissioner paced back and forth across the room, fidgeting with his bowler hat, but not touching anything.
"Pictures?" Jon asked.
"The photographer's on his way." Burke fished a cheroot from his coat pocket and stuck it in his mouth, but when Jon gave him an impatient look he didn't light it. The commissioner, a large, bluff Irishman who still spoke with something of a brogue, had been asked before not to add things like dead matches and cigar ashes to murder scenes.
Jon busied himself with his notebook, writing quick descriptions of all that he saw and making notes of what things he'd like to take into evidence. At twenty-seven, Jon was the youngest detective sergeant on the force and though he frequently heard remarks about his rapid advancement in the department being due to his family's influence, he had learned to ignore them. "Rich kid" they called him, when in actuality Jon had no other income than his salary. True, his attorney father was quite rich and his sister, Jillian, was very rich indeed, but Jon himself had almost nothing. Having no cost-of-living expenses was one of the reasons he lived in his sister's house on Hunter Street, but the least important one. Jon was genuinely fond of his sister and he felt protective of her as well, so living in her home was both a pleasure and a duty. Besides Genevieve Desmond, the woman he loved, had refused to marry him at least a hundred times and she was his only good reason for moving out.
Jon sighed and told himself silently to get his mind back on business. He noted a vast quantity of home remedies, including purges, bromides and a generous-sized bottle of Heroin cough syrup, and another of Fowler's solution littered among the gleaming silver-backed combs and brushes on the dresser and thought the victim had perhaps been something of a hypochondriac.
The body lying on the bed was naked, but for a pair of silk drawers, though a fresh shirt and trousers lay across the foo