Chapter Five
“Are you sure Mama’s air conditioner isn’t working?” Red asked. “Why do I feel like this is some mastermind plot to squeeze information about this murder out of me?”
“Well, I couldn’t exactly ask your mother for proof.” said Elaine. “She told me the air was broken and that the guy wouldn’t be able to come out for a couple of days. July isn’t the best month to live in an un-air conditioned house in the deep South.”
Red rubbed his eyes. “I just hope she won’t start being nosy. You know how she is. Always putting herself in the middle of the action.”
“She’s only trying to stay cool, Red. You should give your mom the benefit of the doubt. Besides, would it really hurt to give her just a couple of minor details about the murder?”
“Elaine, you know I can’t do that.”
“Would it
