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David Mountebank leaned against the side of Ae It looked like it had been freshly painted not six reen trioing on, Quinlan?"

He sighed "I can’t tell you Call it national security, David"

"I’d like to call that bullshit"

"I can’t tell you," Quinlan repeated He un on hiht," David said finally "Have it your way, at least for now You pro to do with the two murders?"

"It doesn’t The more I mull it over, the more I think the woe Jensen’s disappearance three years ago, even though just yesterday I told you I couldn’t is that don’t ss that just twist and turn in ut That’s nore it Things are somehow connected I just have no idea hohy or if I’ht

"As for Sally, just let it go, David I’d consider that I owed you good if you’d just let it go"

"It o murders, Quinlan"

"Doc Spiver?"

"Yeah I just got a call from the ME in Portland, a woman as trained down in San Francisco and really knows her stuff Would that there were MEs everywhere who knehat they were doing I got his body to her late last night, and she agreed to do the autopsy immediately, bless her She determined there was no way in hell he would have sat hiun in his er"

"That takes care of the theory that Doc Spiver uilty that he killed hiht to hell"

"You knohat it sounds like to me? Just maybe the person really believed everyone would think Doc Spiver killed his a good ME can determine Your man, Ponser, didn’t know, after all You could say you just lucked out because of how good the ME is in Portland"

"That sounds right to ot is a killer loose, Quinlan, and I’m so stuck I don’t knohat to do

"Myevery damned person in this beautiful little town, and just like with Laura Strather, no one knows a da I still can’t buy it that one of the local folk is involved in this"

"One of them is, David, no way around it"