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"I read over theht Everybody believed there was foul play, ith their Winnebago being found in a used car lot in Spokane It’s just that nobody knew anything She wrote that she spoke to nearly everybody in The Cove but ca Nobody remembered the Jensens She even sent off the particulars to the FBI just in case so like this had happened elsewhere in the country That’s it, Quinlan Sorry, but there’s noof pancakes, drank his black coffee down, then shoved back his chair "Well, you’re all right, Ms Brandon, so at least I don’t have to worry about you It’s strange, you know? Nobody else heard that woe"

He shook his head and walked out of the dining roo over his shoulder, "You look best with your own hair, Ms Brandon Lose the wigs Trust ood taste"

"Sheriff, what happened to Dorothy Willis?"

David Mountebank stopped then "A bad thing, a very bad thing She was shot by a teenage boy as robbing a local 7-Eleven She died"

When Thel for all the world like a relic from Victorian days, her teeth in her mouth, white lace at her parchirl, is James here a decent lover?"

"I don’t know, ma’am He wouldn’t even kiss me He said he was too tired He even hinted at a headache What could I do?"

Old Thelma threw her head back, and that scrawny neck of hers worked ferociously to bring out fat, full laughs "Here I thought you were a wiood Nohat’s this Martha tells me about hooman as really your dead daddy called you at Aot on the line"

"This is very strange, Sally Why would anyone do this? Now, if it had been James on the phone, well, that would have been another ets all that tired, well, then et him"

"Howthat Sally was reeling, giving her tiether

"Just Bobby, Jayropilot? Yes, well, that’s why I’ve got more money than any of the other poor sods in this place All because of Bobby’s invention"

"It looks toEverything looks new, planned, like everyone put ether what they wanted to do with it"

"It was so like that," Thelma said "It’s all barren by the cliffs now I remember back in the fifties there were still some pines and firs, even a few poplars close to the cliffs, all bowed down, of course, froone now, like there’d never been anything there at all At least we’ve ed to save a few here in town"

She then turned in her chair and yelled, "Martha, where’sEd? Leave hi me my breakfast!"

James waited two beats, then said easily, "I sure wish you’d tell e Jensen, Thelot the sharpestabout them and you wrote about it in your diary Do you think so?"

"That’s true enough, boy I’m sure smarter than poor Martha, who doesn’t know her elbow from the teakettle And she just never leaves those pearls of hers alone I’ve replaced them at least three times now I even let her think for a while that I was the one who called Sally I like to tease her, itaround like a sheet in a stiff wind I’e"

"You know," Sally said, "that phone call could have been local The voice was so clear"

"You think irl, then pretended to be your daddy? I like it, but there’s no way I could have gotten a tape of your daddy’s voice Who cares, anyway?"

"So you adh to catch on No need to worry, Sally, I won’t tell a soul No telling what so nitwits around toould do if they found out you were that hter No, I won’t tell anybody, not even Martha"

Martha brought in the pepperes, at least half a dozen of therease Sally and Quinlan both stared at that plate