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It took only half an hour for both Frank and Jaime to converge on Joa
“Did your mother tell you anything in particular about Warren Gibson?” Jaime Carbajal asked.
“Just that he was good with his hands. He could put up drywall, plaster, install wiring, and do any number of things she would have had to spend money on otherwise.”
“She didn’t say where he came from?”
“Not that I remember. At the begi
The sardonic self-deprecation in that sentence lodged like a sharp-edged pebble in Joa
What will happen with Je
Joa
Not wanting to disrupt Jaime’s interview with Serenity Granger, Joa
“What is it, Casey? We’ve got an important interview going on in here.”
“Yes, I know.” Casey nodded. “Lupe told me, but this is important, too. I got a hit from one of the prints I took off a hammer I found in a drawer up at Castle Rock Gallery. Everything else was pretty clean, but whoever wiped the place down must have forgotten about the hammer or maybe didn’t see it. Anyway, here’s the guy’s rap sheet. I thought you’d want to check it out.”
Joa
That might be enough for him to know something about sodium azide, Joa
“Good work, Casey,” she said. “Can I keep this?”
Casey nodded. “Sure. I’m making copies for everyone who’ll be coming to the one-o’clock meeting.”
“Terrific. Drop one off with Dispatch as you go. I want an APB out on this guy ASAP. He’s got a good head start on us, so we may have a tough time catching up. We’ll assume, for right now, that he’s still driving Deidre Canfield’s Pinto. It’s distinctive enough that it shouldn’t be hard to find.”
While Casey hurried away, Joa
“Several for sure,” Jaime Carbajal said. “First there’ll have to be an autopsy. The medical examiner won’t release the body until well after that. If I were you, I’d find a hotel room where you can settle in and wait.”
“Any suggestions?”
“Probably the Copper Queen back uptown in Old Bisbee,” he told her. “But regardless of where you stay, please let us know where you’ll be.”
Serenity Granger nodded. “Of course,” she said.
Joa
“I’ll walk you to the lobby,” Frank Montoya offered.
“Don’t bother,” Serenity said, turning him down. “I can find my way.”
As soon as the door closed behind her, both Frank and Jaime turned to Joa
Joa
Both men looked at Joa
“Since last night when I invited him,” Joa
Jaime shook his head. “Great,” he muttered. “Guess I’d better get started typing my report, then.”
Jaime stalked from the room. Joa
“What are those?” she asked.
“Copies of everything we had up to this morning. Even with Beaumont included, there’ll be enough to go around. I thought you might want to go over them yourself before the meeting.”
“Thanks, Frank. You’re good at keeping me on track. I really appreciate it.”
“And then there’s this.” He removed a fat manila envelope from the bottom of the stack and passed it over as well.
“What is it?” she asked.
“A present,” he said. “It’s the information you asked me to track down on A
Joa
Putting the paper down, Joa
Frank Montoya shrugged his shoulders. “Or husband-assisted suicide,” he said. “Take your pick. Now I’d better get going, too. I’m working on the telephone information you asked me to get, but weekends aren’t the best time to do that.”
He went out then, closing the door behind him. Meanwhile, Joa