Day 22, Chapter 22
(At left is a what my entire day’s reading from The 9th Judgment looks like.) The scene is Susie’s bar, complete with “sponge-painted walls, spicy aromas, and the plinking drumbeats of the steel band.” Worst bar ever? Claire and Lindsay meet Cindy and Yuki in the back room, at their favorite table, thus achieving the perfection of having the Women’s Murder Club assembled in one room! And together they form the mighty Voltron! That would be an awesome book, wouldn’t it?
Cindy (the Reporter one) is babbling about how Casey Dowling had a huge-ass “canary diamond ring worth a million bucks” called the “Sun of Ceylon” that was stolen by Hello Kitty. (We of course know that “Hello Kitty” is planning on turning the yellow diamond into a pendant that she can wear with her T.J. Maxx outfits. See Chapter 16.) Lindsay lets on that she thinks Hello Kitty may be from the same high society crowd that the Dowlings run with.
Yuki asked, “You’re thinking Hello Kitty is high-society?”
“Rich (Conklin) does,” Cindy and I said in unison.
Cindy chimes in like that ’cause she’s doin’ Conklin, remember? (Chapter 18 Make-out Session) There’s a little more blah blah blah, then Claire (the XXL pathologist one) slams her fist down on the table and lays this majestic speech on us:
“I’m sorry, but the Benton killings give me the creeps. WCF. What’s that? It’s crazy. Sinister crazy. Mystery gunpowder stippling. Mystery motive. Dead baby, shot execution-style. So let me be clear: I don’t care whose case it is, and I know it’s not right to care more about one murder victim over another. I said I’m sorry, and I am, but this dead baby hurts me. Deeply. And now I’m going home to my man and my little girl.”
I now want to read an entire novel narrated by Claire – that will really drive me over the edge.
Go to Day 23.