Luckily, Eddie had only sustained a bullet graze across his upper calf and the emergency personnel were able to clean and wrap it sufficiently. Nevertheless, I’d already told him Luce and I would be taking him straight to the local emergency room for a thorough exam as soon as the paramedics finished with him. “That gunshot wasn’t meant for a vulture,” Pacheco said when I joined him in the glare of his headlights. “The vultures are up in the trees, not down by a car door.” I glanced at Eddie and the medics in the back of the open van. Luce stood off to the side of the van, talking with another police officer. “Yup, I kind of figured that out,” I said. The chief crossed his arms over his chest and looked towards the vultures’ roost. I waited for him to say something else about Eddie being a target, but the silence lingered. And lingered. Since I highly doubted Pacheco had developed a sudden interest in observing the habits of roosting buzzards, I guessed something else was occupying the man’s thoughts.
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