The Zebra-Striped Hearse (2011)
“Nothing had changed in the big upstairs room, except that there were black paper ashes in the fireplace. They crumbled when I tried to pick them up on the fire shovel. The painting hung on its easel, still gleaming wet in places. In the light that slanted through the glass doors, the spot of cobalt blue which Damis had added last glared at me like an eye.
I backed away from the picture, trying to understand it, and went down the stairs to the master bedroom. The louvered doors of the closet wer...e swinging open. It had been cleared out. There was nothing in the chest of drawers, nothing in the bathroom but some clean towels. The back bedroom was empty.
I moved back into the front bedroom and went through it carefully. The wastebasket had been emptied, which probably accounted for the burned paper in the upstairs fireplace. Damis had gone to a lot of trouble to cover his traces.
But he had overlooked one piece of paper. It was jammed between the sliding glass door and its frame, evidently to keep the door from rattling.MoreLess
I backed away from the picture, trying to understand it, and went down the stairs to the master bedroom. The louvered doors of the closet wer...e swinging open. It had been cleared out. There was nothing in the chest of drawers, nothing in the bathroom but some clean towels. The back bedroom was empty.
I moved back into the front bedroom and went through it carefully. The wastebasket had been emptied, which probably accounted for the burned paper in the upstairs fireplace. Damis had gone to a lot of trouble to cover his traces.
But he had overlooked one piece of paper. It was jammed between the sliding glass door and its frame, evidently to keep the door from rattling.MoreLess
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