Iâve come back. Itâs too late for Nana, but thereâs people I got to talk to.â She glanced into the cabin. âIâm sorry the maid fell down.â Her glance at Annie was faintly accusing. âShe looked awfully old to be cleaning rooms.â
Billy looked at her sharply. âMaid? Thatâsââ
Annie interrupted. âBilly, I can explain.â She didnât intend to tell him the truth. At least, not in front of Iris. Annie had no doubt that Emma had rooted around in Ingridâs office, found an extra key to Cabin Six, and set out to search it, carrying fresh towels in case the occupant returned. âIngridâs sister is in the hospital in Tallahassee. Weâre taking care of everything while sheâs gone.â We could be understood to include others, such as Laurel and Henny and, as soon as he arrived, Max. That the helpers did not include Emma could be shared with Billy later.
âI see.â Billy nodded, clearly reassured. Emmaâs unlikely presence at Nightingale Courts had been accounted for. âEmma was bringing towelsââ
Annie hoped her cheeks didnât flame. She had an unfortunate tendency to turn bright red under the stress of subterfuge.
ââand must have tripped. Iâll take a look.â
Billy stepped inside the cabin. Iris and Annie followed.
Billy studied the bare, clean, uncluttered floor. âWhere was she lying?â
Iris pointed toward the footboard. âRight there. It lookedlike she hit the bed when she fell. There was a gash on the right side of her head.â
Billy bent near the footboard. âHereâs where she hit. Thereâs blood here.â
Iris turned away.
âIâll clean it up.â Annie reached down, scooped up the towels. Theyâd have to be washed anyway since theyâd fallen on the floor. With a little cold water, sheâd have the stain gone in a jiffy.
Billy lifted a hand, then let it drop. âI guess thatâs okay. Emma took a tumble. Maybe she got dizzy. If she lost her balance suddenly and fell hard, that would account for the head wound.â
Annie hurried to the bathroom, dipped a towel in cold water. It didnât take long to clean the footboard and swipe up a streak of blood from the tile floor.
Billy turned to Iris. âJust for the record, did you see anybody near the cabin when you arrived?â
âOnly a raccoon.â A tiny smile touched her thin face. âThat made me feel at home. When Nana played the piano, a raccoon came to listen. Weâd see her in the bushes near the side window.â Then, with a quick head shake, she continued in a cool, remote tone. âAnyway, Iâd been downtown. On my bike. Coming back here, I stopped at Gasân Go for some groceries.â She pointed at the small brown sack sitting on the chest.
Gasân Go was a mile and a half from Nightingale Courts. It belonged to Ben Parotti.
âThe door was ajar. I pushed it in and saw her.â
Billy nodded. âI suppose Emma left it open behind her since she was servicing the cabin.â He waved his hand at the small plaid duffel bag lying empty on the luggage rack. âWas everything in order?â
Annie felt uncomfortable. What if Emma had disarranged Irisâs belongings?
Iris looked surprised, then gave a wry smile. âYou think somebody was trying to rob me? I got this outfit and one more. I got the sandals Iâm wearing. A pretty stupid burglar.â She walked to the dresser, opened the top drawer. âMy stuffâs here.â She looked weary. âSometimes I feel like everything bad happens around me. That poor old lady bringing towels and falling down. I didnât even need towels.â
Billy was brisk. âDonât take blame when noneâs due.â He moved toward the door, stopped at the threshold. âYou going to stay on the island long?â
âA few days.â Her face was
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