The time was half past four in the morning and Topham had just completed examining Marlene Thackery’s body and the library. Topham was a tall, thin, miserable looking man, poorly dressed and not too bright. However, he came cheap and this had been the main reason for the county commissioners hiring him; Elmo Thackery ran the county commissioners with his usual tight-fisted regard for money. ‘Does, huh?’ grunted the Ysabel Kid. Always a great one for first impressions, the Kid did not possess a high regard for the sheriff on their first meeting and nothing seen so far caused him to revise his opinion. ‘Sure, that dancehall gal knifed Mrs. Thackery—’ ‘Who said Joan was a dancehall girl?’ Dusty put in. ‘I heard Elmo tell about her when he come back from that trail drive. Reckon I’ll go upstairs and haul her off to jail.’ ‘Just like that?’ Mark growled. ‘How’d you mean, young feller?’ Topham answered.
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