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Ricky Sedge had been sitting there, squeezing an exercise ball with a vengeance when they walked in

He stood, surprised, and looked at his wife

"This is the attorney, Mr Hall, Ricky And his associate, Mr Crow I thought that you’d want to talk to them"

He stood and, to Salad He’d half suspected that even if Sedge believed that his father had beenthe case others thought was sewn up, after all

"Finally! So a couple of small chairs in the room "Sorry, sorry, about the space It’s kind of a full house…Margery is dealing with all those trying to help People don’t realize that soood to keep the kids occupied--they loved their Papa Milty"

Saan

"Call e, I see my father"

"Ricky," Sam said quietly "I understand you found your father"

"I found hi to revive him But, of course, he was cold as ice," Ricky said

"And you called it in as a hoe hesitated a minute "You know, sure, it looks like an accident Unless you knew ood man He would have never allowed those tins to be set up in a display that would have just fallen down on its own When I say that to anyone else, they just want to pat my back and tell me that time will heal my wounds And that the store was fairly dark, so accidents can happen, especially to the elderly But ht Said he couldn’t read a lasses, but he could spot a bird in the sky a mile away He didn’t just walk into those tins of olive oil So is, the police don’t believe me--they just want to pat me on the back, too"

"What about a security tape?" Saroaned "Dad didn’t have a security caroceries that badly, then they were probably hungry The clerks knew all the neighborhood kids, and they kne to catch the petty little gum-stealers Dad ran a real fa both men "Can youto swear that Malachi Ston He was killed because he’d be willing to swear that up and down in a court of law!"

Sam let out a breath "That’s what I believe, too," he said "And I’e lowered his head for a moment Then he looked Sam in the eyes "You don’t have to be sorry My dad believed in honesty and justice, and he wouldn’t have changed what he had to say, no matter what You didn’t kill him But if you want to help, find out who did Make the police realize that he was murdered, and find out who did Make sure that they do face justice That’s what I want! That’s what my fa the right thing"

Jenna looked into the wine bar, but none of the others had arrived She went back out into the pedestrian throughway and decided that she’d catch Will’s irl with hi quarters out of her ear and delighting the crowd

He caught her eye She frowned as she saw hie of the crowd, she saw that he was indicating so away frood costuod ain, and she followed

After a couple of blocks, he headed down a side street, toward the graveyard She followed

When she reached the area, she cursed silently She’d lost track of her quarry

Dusk was coate hadn’t been locked yet Jenna walked into the ceainst the souls who seeraves, so quietly, and one following a tourist frohing delightedly when she looked around to see as touching her

Jenna wandered toward the area near the rear of the waxSoe

She felt so behind her back and whirled around It wasn’t a person; no one wearing a horned god outfit

It was the sahost who had wanted her to know that she was being stalked Of course, she was being stalked by the boy, Marty Keller, but the ghost hadn’t known that

"Go! Go!" he told her

He lifted a thin arh the centuries-old graves "Hurry!"

But as he spoke, a figure eod costu an ax He hefted it in his hands

Another kid trying to scare her?

There were still others in the cemetery, but they were more toward the rily "I’ for her cell phone