Free Fat hen farm 01- Killer tracks by Sandy Vale

threat.”
    “Thanks Kitty. Thanks Detective. I’l be back later for the service.” Frank walked Glenda to the door. As he opened the door for Glenda to leave, he saw that she was driving a black car.
    Frank didn’t want to upset Kitty any more. He would keep that to himself.

Chapter 8
    Tina and Michael came back with crackers, cheese, fruit, cookies and drinks.
    Kitty was busy finding plates to put the food on. “It’s a good thing I unpacked the kitchen boxes first. I wasn’t expecting to need it for this, though.
    Let’s open some wine. I think I’l need a glass—or two—to get through having to be in the same room with David. He’l probably be here first so he can harass me some more.”
    Tina offered, “I’l be your buffer. Besides, he needs to be somewhat polite so you let him into Roger’s office. I wonder who went in when you were hiding in the closet if it wasn’t David.”
    “It’s pretty funny that the suitcase I found in Roger’s office closet is right here. Those tickets are probably what he’s after. He promised Candy a cruise and he doesn’t want her to know he’s using the tickets that Roger was going to surprise her with. Poor Candy. She always was in love with Roger and now she’s stuck with David.”
    “Do you think Sam wil come?”
    “I told him about it. I don’t know. He didn’t like Roger so there’s no reason for him to come unless he wants to see who’s here and listen to what’s going on.”
    Frank came into the kitchen. “Is anything ready to be carried out to the table?”
    “We’re almost done. Al these trays can go out and there are glasses in the hutch you can put on the table too. What’s Michael doing?”
    “I think he went out to check on the chicks. He said he would stay by the door to let people in so you don’t have to do that,” Frank told her.
    “Oh good.”
    “Kitty, I didn’t tel you this earlier, but Glenda was driving a black car. Do you remember anything about the car you thought was fol owing you?”
    “Real y? Glenda? I don’t see what connection she would have with Roger. The car I saw was pretty nondescript, like a Taurus or Camry maybe?
    Black cars are pretty common.”
    “Yeah, you’re right. Just one more thing to keep an eye on. Sam told me it was a black car that drove out the night Roger was kil ed. Could be the link we’re looking for.”
    The police chief was the first to arrive. “Hi Frank, Kitty. Everything good here?” Kitty nodded. “I hope you don’t mind that I came a little early. I can’t stay long and I’m curious to see the interaction of people here tonight.” He motioned for Frank to fol ow him off to the side of the room.
    “Herb, are you making any progress with fingerprints?” Frank quietly asked as they stood in a corner of the living room.
    “Nothing yet. The policeman parked at the bottom of Kitty’s driveway has seen a black car go by a lot. I don’t know if it means anything, we haven’t run the plates yet. Have you gotten anything new?”
    “Lots of leads. I’m just waiting for it al to come together. Waiting for someone to make a mistake. People always do. I’m especial y interested in David Wilson. He had the most to gain from Roger’s death.”
    Herb walked over to Tina and Kitty. “I’m truly sorry for your loss. How are you holding up?” Tina replied, “Don’t pretend I’m broken up about this, Herb. Everyone knows that Roger and I didn’t get along wel at al . We never did. I’l let Kitty speak for herself on that subject.”
    “Thanks Herb. I’m okay. Roger and I were going through a rough patch but I was hoping that the move to the farm would improve things. Now I’l never know, wil I?”
    Tina looked at Kitty and gave her a big hug thinking that she was the eternal optimist. Tina knew that Roger wouldn’t have changed. If anything, he would have resented Kitty more because she didn’t actual y need him. The inheritance had made her independent but Kitty always hoped