The Mysteries of Max: Books 31-33 by Nic Saint (interesting novels in english txt) 📕

“But we…” Jerry began. But before he could say anything the door was slammed in his face.

“Stupid people with their stupid ideas,” Wim muttered, shaking his head.

“Best to stay polite,” Suppo admonished him. “We don’t want to get in trouble with the neighbors.”

“I’m not going to stand here and listen to this nonsense about vertigo. If the guy’s got vertigo why did he take a room on the third floor anyway?”

“Let’s not get into this,” Suppo suggested. “Instead let’s go over the plan once more.”

“To hell with the plan! I know the plan backward and forward. So let’s just order lunch and get this thing done.”

Over in the next room, Johnny Carew and Jerry Vale had closed the door and were evaluating their recent performance.

“You just had to go and shoot your mouth off, didn’t you?” Jerry grumbled.

“I just wanted to make sure they understood, Jer.”

The big oaf was standing there looking at that balcony as if it was about to kill him. It kinda pained Jerry just to look at him.

“We gotta switch rooms,” said Jerry. “There’s no way around it.”

“Maybe we can knock em over the head and stuff em in the closet?” Johnny suggested.

“Not a bad idea,” Jerry admitted. But then he decided against it. “Too risky. What if they start raising Cain?” No, they needed to find a better solution.

“We could truss ‘em up, stuff a gag in their mouths and make sure they won’t talk.”

“Still too risky. If we could just make them change their minds. We need that room.”

“I thought the thin one was nice,” said Johnny as he carefully took a seat at the table in front of the window, still darting nervous glances in the direction of that balcony. “The fat one wasn’t nice. He was very rude to you, Jer. I wouldn’t mind knocking his block off.”

“He was pretty suspicious,” Jerry agreed. “If it had just been the thin guy I think he would have gone for it. But that big guy clearly wasn’t willing to play ball.” Jerry thought for a moment. Then, as was his habit, he arrived at one of those sudden reversals. “All right. We’ll do it your way.”

Johnny’s face lit up with a goofy smile. “We will?”

“Sure. But let’s not hit them too hard. We don’t want them to get hurt. Well, maybe a little, just for being rude.”

“I’ll take the fat one, you take the thin one.”

“Deal.”

Sometimes when you wanted to get things done, you just had to improvise.

Chapter 10

Tex glanced into the waiting room and saw that his loyal receptionist had left already. Early lunch, probably. Fortunately there was only one patient left, so he beckoned her in. As the town’s foremost medical doctor, he knew pretty much everyone who lived in Hampton Cove, but this particular patient he’d never seen before. She was a handsome woman in her late twenties or early thirties, with a blond bob and the most striking blue eyes he’d ever seen. He bade her to take a seat and assumed his position of attentiveness on his side of the mahogany desk he’d inherited from the doctor who’d operated this office before he was lucky enough to take it over when the old man retired.

“So what can I do for you, Miss…”

“Mrs. Bezel,” said the woman. “Emma Bezel.”

“I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure of making your acquaintance,” said Tex as his hands inadvertently flew up to his white helmet of hair to make sure everything was in place. He might be a doctor, and as such viewed by most people as some kind of sexless being, but when in the presence of a gorgeous woman like Emma Bezel he was also a man, eager to make a good impression on Beauty when it happened to drift into his ken.

“No, I only moved to town a couple of months ago,” said the woman with a timid little smile. She’d cast down her eyes and was wringing delicate hands that lay in her lap. She was dressed in a white blouse, a pink ankle-length skirt and white leather mules. The ensemble became her well. “The thing is, Doctor Poole, that you come highly recommended by my sister. Evelina Pytel?”

“Oh, right. I know Evelina, of course. She never mentioned she had a sister.”

“I’m actually not here for myself, doctor, but for her. You see, Evelina has recently received a great shock, and she’s not been feeling well.”

“Oh,” he said, concern making him frown. “What happened?”

“Well, the man she was seeing has betrayed her in the most awful way possible. He really did a number on her, and she’s been in a terrible state ever since she found out…”

“Found out what?”

“Well, he disappeared, you see. They were dating and things were going really well, and then suddenly he didn’t show up for one of their dates and he hasn’t been answering her calls.” She threw up her hands. “He simply vanished from the face of the earth. Gone without a trace. Obviously she’s taken it very badly. She thought he was the one, you see.”

“I see,” said Tex, nodding and wondering why this should concern him. He was, after all, the town physician and not the town’s matchmaker.

“So now I was thinking…”

“Yes?” said Tex, his demeanor more kindly than his thoughts. He didn’t mind when patients brought their stories of life’s little vicissitudes to his door, but often felt that they attributed qualities to him he simply did not possess. He could mend broken bones, but unfortunately the healing of broken hearts was beyond his professional capabilities.

“The thing is,” said the woman, starting again as she seemed to be having trouble getting the words out, “well, I actually feel that I’m to blame, Doctor Poole. It was me who brought the two of them together, you see. Evelina had been single for far too long, and so when I saw an opportunity to set her up with a man