Let's Get Criminal
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“We should give it all away, whatever comes to us. It’s poisoned.”
“Good.” I was glad he agreed. “He left you the money to cause trouble. Between us, and for you. I bet he figured it would make you a suspect.”
Stefan nodded.
We had no idea how much money would be traced to Rose or Chuck or someone else. All that would eventually come out through investigation and Chuck’s trial, I supposed. The police would be going through all of Perry’s belongings, including what they’d carted away from his office. Following my suggestions, they had already found the letter from Chuck’s adviser; it was simply folded in half and used as a bookmark in a Wharton first edition: The Reef. Hiding in plain sight.
There was more excitement in the EAR Department. When Stefan went in the morning after Chuck attacked me, he found a policeman posted at Claire’s office to make sure that nothing was removed. She had apparently been arrested and charged with embezzlement. A College of Humanities audit had revealed years of scholarship checks written to people who didn’t exist—which explained her monied air and her odd behavior at times. Even better, I thought, whatever had happened between Lynn Broadshaw and Bill was already leaking out in the department. Serena had told this to Stefan.
As for Chad, it turned out he had nothing to do with the murder. The Campus Police arrested him the morning after Rose Waterman’s death for dealing steroids to other athletes at SUM—that was why he’d been so edgy and afraid of giving them his name.
Stefan sighed now in front of the fire.
“Tired?” I asked.
“No,” he said. “I can’t stop thinking that Perry’s dead because of me. I helped him get the job here.”
“You felt sorry for him—it wasn’t your fault. He was a creep. Somebody was going to kill him sooner or later. Who knows how many other people he was blackmailing?”
“Even if that’s true, it was sooner, not later. And then what about Rose?”
“I can’t feel bad about the death of an ex-Nazi, or whatever she was, can you, really?”
He reluctantly shook his head, looking very much like his father when he’d driven up to see if I was okay. Both had agreed that a thorough airing of Rose’s past would have been preferable, educating people and punishing her. “She escaped,” Mr. Borowski had said simply. “Escaped all those years, and then finally.” Stefan had nodded and then stopped, turning a little red. It was an awkward moment for him to feel even that close to his father. But he didn’t draw back. And Mr. Borowski stayed for coffee and a complete recounting of my adventures. I did not, however, tell him how strongly I’d suspected Stefan.
“Hey,” I said now, pouring more champagne. “Remember how Rose was worried about bad PR for the university? Look at it now: two murders, blackmail, sexual harassment, academic theft, embezzlement, plus one ex-Nazi. And student drug dealing, too.” I looked at Stefan eagerly. “This would make a great novel!”
“Not for me,” Stefan said a little haughtily. “I do not write mysteries.”
“Just an idea, hon. It was just an idea.”
I sliced myself another piece of cake.
Acknowledgments
My thanks for their valuable assistance to Dr. Dean Sienko, Chief Medical Examiner of the Ingham County Health Department; Captain Mike Rice of Michigan State University’s Department of Police and Public Safety; and Carol Seaman of the Ingham County Prosecutor’s Office.
I’m grateful to my wise and witty editor, Keith Kahla, for his good advice.
I owe special thanks to two people whose help was both general and specific. My best friend, Kris Lauer, warmly shared her encyclopedic knowledge of mysteries with me, pointing me to writers and books I needed to know or reread. Our frequent talks about those books and about various aspects of writing and reading mysteries gave me energy, confidence, and insight.
I began work on Let’s Get Criminal while touring with Dancing on Tisha B’Av, and my life partner, Gersh Kaufman, deserves a medal for coming on so much of the tour with me. He also went on a different voyage while I wrote this book, sharing his own love of mysteries. He never got tired of helping me, and his spirited assistance and enjoyment encouraged me to test my own limits.
Many years ago, my mother’s love for Agatha Christie, Phoebe Atwood Taylor, and John Creasey opened up a whole new world of reading for me. I wish she were well enough to read this book.
About ReQueered Tales
In the heady days of the late 1960s, when young people in many western countries were in the streets protesting for a new, more inclusive world, some of us were in libraries, coffee shops, communes, retreats, bedrooms and dens plotting something even more startling: literature—high brow and pulp—for an explicitly gay audience. Specifically, we were craving to see our gay lives—in the closet, in the open, in bars, in dire straits and in love—reflected in mystery stories, romance, paranormal and more. Hercule Poirot, that engaging effete Belgian creation of Agatha Christie might have been gay … Sherlock Holmes, to all intents and purposes, was one woman shy of gay ... but where were the genuine gay sleuths, where the reader need not read between the lines?
Beginning with Victor J Banis's "Man from C.A.M.P." pulps in the mid-60s—riotous romps spoofing the craze for James Bond spies—readers were suddenly being offered George Baxt's Pharoah Love, a black gay New York City detective, and a real turning point in Joseph Hansen's gay California insurance investigator, Dave Brandstetter, whose world weary Raymond Chandleresque adventures sold strongly and have never been out of print.
Over the next three decades, gay storytelling grew strongly in niche and mainstream publishing ventures. Even with the huge public crisis—as AIDS descended on the gay community beginning in the early 1980s—gay fiction flourished. Stonewall Inn, Alyson Publications, and others nurtured authors and readers … until mainstream success seemed to come to a halt. While Lambda Literary Foundation had started to recognise work in annual awards about 1990, mainstream publishers began to have cold feet. And then, with the rise of ebooks in the new millennium which enabled a new self-publishing industry … there was both an avalanche of new talent coming to market and burying of print authors who did not cross the divide.
The result?
Perhaps forty years of gay fiction—and notably gay and lesbian mystery, detective and suspense fiction—has been teetering on the brink of obscurity. Orphaned works, orphaned authors, many living and some having passed away—with no one to make the case for their creations to be returned to print (and e-print!).
Until now. That is the mission of ReQueered Tales: to bring back to circulation this treasure trove of fantastic fiction which, for one reason or another, has fallen by the wayside. In an era of ebooks, everything of value ought to be accessible. For a new generation of readers, these mystery tales are full of insights into the gay world of the 1960s, ’70s, ’80s and ’90s. And for those of us who lived through the period, they are a delightful reminder of our youth and reflect some of our own struggles in growing up gay in those heady times.
We are honoured, here at ReQueered Tales, to be custodians shepherding back into circulation some of the best gay and lesbian fiction writing and hope to bring many volumes to the public, in modestly priced, accessible editions, worldwide, over the coming months and years.
So please join us on this adventure of discovery and rediscovery of the rich talents of writers of recent years as the PIs, cops and amateur sleuths battle forces of evil with fierceness, humour and sometimes a pinch of love.
The ReQueered Tales Team
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