Chapter Nine––––––––
Detective Lieutenant Perkins was no fool— a fact that was very irritating indeed. Myrtle very delicately brought up a couple of questions, and he’d said, “No offense, Mrs. Clover, but I’d rather enjoy this delicious supper and forget about work tonight.” Myrtle finally gave up in disgust and concentrated on the fried chicken and the crumbly corn bread muffins.
Elaine and Red gamely made conversation with the stern-faced Perkins. After a few minutes, he loosened up and quick intelligence and dry humor surfaced. Too bad he took his work so seriously.
After supper and dessert, Myrtle excused herself and went into the den to play with Jack. Red nodded his head towards his mother and said to Detective Lieutenant Perkins out of the corner of his mouth, “Don’t let Mama foo
