Rock 'n' Roll is Undead (Veronica Mason by Rose Pressey Read Free Book Online Page B

men aren’t good with temptation.”
    “Most?”
    “A few are. Most aren’t. I don’t get into their business whether or not they have girlfriends.” For heaven’s sakes, I sure didn’t want to know what was going on behind closed doors. At least I hoped the doors were closed.
    “You knew his wife?”
    “Yes. I’ve met her.”
    “But you don’t know about a girlfriend?”
    “No. You think he was seeing someone other than his wife?” I said, taking another deep breath.
    “Possibly.” He tapped his pen against the table.
    “Well, like I said, there are a lot of women who like men in bands. No matter how small or unknown that band is. It’s just like the women who have a thing for men in uniform.” I smirked.
    He arched a brow and looked at me. Maybe I shouldn’t have divulged that information, but it was true. Then the thought hit me: what if he thought I meant I had a thing for men in uniform? No way.
    “So what made you think he might be seeing someone on the side?” I asked.
    “I can’t give out that information. You saw him talking with other women?” Detective Walker stared.
    “It was none of my business, but yes, sometimes I overheard him talking with the guys about girls in the audience.” And that little flash of thought about a blonde I got from Johnny after he’d been staked. But I’d leave that little tidbit out.
    “Well that might not mean much, guys talk about women. That doesn’t mean they’re doing anything wrong,” he said.
    “Oh, I know. But they’d talk about going to parties afterward.”
    “And you didn’t go to these parties?” He studied my face.
    “I’m a professional, I want to make it. I need my sleep and to rest my voice. Besides, I’ve always been a homebody.” I paused. “And there were times Johnny was late or missed practice. They were at vampire parties, I guess. I’m not wanted there.”
    “You don’t like vampires, do you?”

 
     
    Chapter 10
     
    I stared at his fangs. “I have nothing against them. If I did, would I be hanging out in a vampire bar and have vampire band members? Vampires are the ones who don’t like witches.”
    He paused, but didn’t deny the statement. Finally, he asked, “Why do you associate with vampires?”
    Good question. I asked myself that often. “Because I can, I guess.”
    His dark eyes fixed on my face, as if he were trying to read my mind, look inside and see what really made me tick. Even if he had access to my mind, he’d never figure it out. Heck, I couldn’t figure it out and it was my mind.
    I changed the subject back before it became more uncomfortable. “I think Johnny and his wife had some arguments, too.”
    “What do you think they were arguing about?”
    “I guess him not being home much. I’m not sure.” I shrugged. “If I had a spouse, I’m sure it would be an issue. But this is all speculative, of course. Don’t count my words as the truth.”
    “Oh, don’t worry about that, I won’t.” He smirked. “All right, I guess that’s all I need from you now. You’re not going anywhere soon are you?”
    “What do you mean?”
    He stood and stuffed the notepad back into the pocket of his short-sleeved dress shirt. “I mean you’re not heading out of town for a gig or anything anytime soon.”
    “No, not for a couple weeks.” I might have let out an audible gulp.
    Heavens, I sure didn’t want to make license plates or whatever else they made in prison for the rest of my life. And I don’t even like bologna or whatever other mystery meat they served in the pen. Was it hotter in here or just me? Didn’t they only ask that kind of question of someone they were suspicious of? Should I be concerned? I’d be singing jailhouse rock if I weren’t careful.
    He gave a lopsided grin. “Good. I’ll call you if I have any more questions.”
    I was sure he would. There was never a doubt. They always had more questions.
    “I’m going to speak with the guys now, if you’ll excuse