Tuesday Tales 2024-5-28 Stir

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I jumped in my car and sped to the newspaper office where Robin worked. She came outside with me, and we stood by to one side by a hedgerow. “You look…ghastly,” she said pointedly, frowning at me. “What happened?”

“Oh, Robin, all hell has broken loose. Luella has to go in for more questioning, and Roy advised me to get her a lawyer.”

Her eyes widened in shock. “It’s that serious?”

“Apparently, it may be. He sounded deadly serious. He won’t be in on the session. They’re making her go to the Sheriff’s station in Blairsville. Roy said he heard that a witness has come forward. Have you heard scuttlebutt about it?” 

“No! Oh, why did Luella have to go and stir the pot with Vonna?”

“He didn’t know any details. If you do hear any rumors about the witness, call me, will you?”

“Of course.”

“Who should I get? Clive Hawtrey is the only attorney I know who has done work for Jack.”

She shook her head. “He’s for taxes and estate planning.” After thinking for a moment, she said, “I’d call the Shoemakers, Otis and Clancy. It’s a brother and sister team that specializes in defense. A friend of mine used them when she was unfairly accused of theft. They’ve handled a couple of high profile cases, too. They’re not twins but are a year apart or something like that, on the high side of forty I’d say, energetic, and complement each other. What one doesn’t know, the other can find out. Their office is one street over from the Square, toward the library.”

I thanked her and decided to drive on to the Shoemakers’ office instead of calling. Within an hour Clancy Shoemaker had called the Sheriff’s station, demanding a postponement of any interview until she had conferred with her client. She notified the authorities that she would be front and center in any further questioning of Luella Wyler. I texted Luella that I had hired help and the help would be at Tea Thyme to talk to her before this afternoon’s interview session.

Because I had to stop by the store for a few personal items, Luella and Clancy Shoemaker were in the sitting room, conferring, when I arrived back at the inn. I continued into the kitchen for coffee, leaving them their privacy. A lot of hammering and bustling noises intruded from the workers outside, and I hoped it didn’t impair the lawyer’s concentration or frazzle Luella even more.

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Flossie Benton Rogers, Conjuring the Magic with Spirited Stories

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