Bundle of Trouble(60)
I fingered the bracelet in my pocket. “Kiku, George is my brother-in-law.”
Kiku spun me around to face her. “Brother?” she cried happily. “I didn’t know. Didn’t know you were George’s sister.”
“Sister-in-law. I’m married to George’s brother, Jim.”
Kiku selected a pair of scissors from the drawer. “George has brother? I no meet.”
“Do you know where George is now?” I asked.
She stood behind me and evaluated my hair. “At work.”
I turned around to see her face. “Yeah, but what’s he do exactly?”
“He works at restaurant, El Paraiso. That’s how we meet. He’s a chef.”
A chef? Oh brother, she didn’t know a thing.
“Kiku, George told me he saw you at Michelle Avery’s place the morning she was killed.”
She turned me around and proceeded to whack at my hair. I tried not to shudder at the length of the locks that were falling around me.
I suddenly remembered the play Sweeney Todd. Probably questioning someone about her whereabouts on the morning of a murder while she’s holding sharp scissors wasn’t a smart idea.
“Yes,” she said without skipping a beat.
“You told me you didn’t know Michelle Avery.”
She stopped cutting my hair. I turned toward her. Her eyes were glossy. “No, I mean, I didn’t know Michelle dead. George didn’t tell me. I went to see her about George’s job.”
“His job?”
“Yes. I went to restaurant. George no there. I worry, maybe he fired. Baby is coming, we need money.”
“What did Michelle tell you?”
Kiku turned me around and proceeded with the haircut. “Michelle said he still worked for her. At restaurant. She said George good worker. But now I’m worried again because she and Brad are dead!”
What about the wine at Michelle’s place? Someone had drunk wine with Michelle. Kiku wouldn’t have been drinking in her condition, right? So maybe Michelle had had another visitor.
“Did you see anyone else coming or going from Michelle’s place?”
Kiku remained silent for a moment. “No.”
I wondered about her hesitation. Then I realized she was studying me and my hair.
My breath caught. “Is everything okay?”
“You’re beautiful!” She smiled and brandished a mirror in front of me. The cut, while far shorter than I would have ever conceded to under other circumstances, looked stunning. I felt sassy and hip.
“Thank you.”
Kiku smiled. “Ten dollars.”
I laughed. “You deserve twenty, at least.”
I dug into my pockets.
No wallet.
It was in the diaper bag, along with everything else. I pulled out the bracelet.
“Uh . . . Um . . . I forgot my wallet, but I’m good for it. I promise.” I handed her the silver bracelet. “This must be yours.”
“No.”
“It has to be. It fell out of George’s bag.”
She read the inscription on the bracelet. “What’s ‘berry’?”
I shrugged. “I thought you’d know.”
She studied the bracelet in silence. “Why George have that?” She handed it back to me. “If he has other woman, I . . .” She picked up the discarded hair scissors and snapped them open and closed. “I kill him.”
I smiled in spite of myself. “I don’t think he’s seeing another woman. Maybe someone lost it at the restaurant or something. See, the clasp is broken.”
Kiku nodded but remained pensive. After a moment, I put it back into my pocket.
She moved to get a broom. I got up. “Let me do that.” As I swept my curls, I said, “Yesterday you told me you didn’t know Svetlana Avery. Did you mean you didn’t know she was dead?”
She paused for a split second and said, “No. I don’t know Svetlana.”
Hmmm.
She said she’d been shopping. That could be true with all the baby gear around, but then where had the gear been this morning?
I finished sweeping. “So, looks like you’re ready for the baby with all that stuff.” I nodded toward the living room. “Where’d you get it?”
Kiku smiled. “Babies R Us.”
Great.
If she had shopped at a neighborhood store, I might have been able to check her alibi, but there was no way with a megastore. Everyone’s anonymous.
I arrived home exhausted but felt exhilarated when I saw Jim seated on the couch chatting to Mom and holding Laurie.
He stood when he saw me. I rushed over to him and embraced both him and Laurie. “You’re home, home, home!” I squeezed him tight, holding on to him and breathing him in.