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Bloody Bones :: Гамильтон Лорел
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"Anita?"
"I might have an alternative."
"What?"
"Who," I said. I hated giving Magnus up to the cops. He'd kept his secret so long, but. . what if the question I should ask was, had he killed five people? I'd felt the strength in his hands. I remembered the clean trunks of the trees, cut by just one blow, two at most. I flashed on the murder scene. The blood, the naked bone. I couldn't rule Magnus out, and I couldn't afford to be wrong.
I gave him up to Dolph. "Can you keep the part about him being fairie out of it for a while?"
"Why?"
"Because if he didn't do it, then his life is ruined."
"A lot of people have fey blood in them, Anita."
"Tell that to the college student last year whose fiance beat her to death when he found out he was about to marry a fairie. He protested in court that he hadn't meant to kill her. The fey were supposed to be hard to kill, weren't they?"
"Not everyone is like that, Anita."
"Not everyone, but enough."
"I'll try, Anita, but I can't promise."
"Fair enough," I said. "Where's the new victim?"
"Monkey's Eyebrow," he said.
"What?"
"That's the name of the town."
"Jesus. Monkey's Eyebrow, Missouri. Let me guess. It's a small town."
"Big enough to have a sheriff and a murder."
"Sorry. Do you have directions?" I fished my small, spiral-bound notebook out of the pocket of the black jacket.
He gave me directions. "Sheriff St. John is holding the body for you. He called us first. Since Freemont wants to go it alone, we'll let her."
"You're not going to tell her?"
"No."
"I don't suppose Monkey's Eyebrow has a crime scene unit, Dolph. If we don't have Freemont come in with her people, we're going to need somebody. Can you guys come down yet?"
"We're still working our own murder. But since Sheriff St. John called us in for his murder, we'll be in the area as soon as we can get there. Not tonight, but tomorrow."
"Freemont's supposed to send over crime-scene photos from the first couple that was killed. I bet if I asked she might send over photos from the second scene, too. Show-and-tell tomorrow when you get here."
"Freemont may be suspicious about you asking for more pictures," Dolph said.
"I'll tell her I want them for comparison. She may be trying to hog the case for herself, but she wants it solved. She just wants to solve it herself."
"She's a glory hound," Dolph said.
"Looks that way.
"Anita?"
"I might have an alternative."
"What?"
"Who," I said. I hated giving Magnus up to the cops. He'd kept his secret so long, but. . what if the question I should ask was, had he killed five people? I'd felt the strength in his hands. I remembered the clean trunks of the trees, cut by just one blow, two at most. I flashed on the murder scene. The blood, the naked bone. I couldn't rule Magnus out, and I couldn't afford to be wrong.
I gave him up to Dolph. "Can you keep the part about him being fairie out of it for a while?"
"Why?"
"Because if he didn't do it, then his life is ruined."
"A lot of people have fey blood in them, Anita."
"Tell that to the college student last year whose fiance beat her to death when he found out he was about to marry a fairie. He protested in court that he hadn't meant to kill her. The fey were supposed to be hard to kill, weren't they?"
"Not everyone is like that, Anita."
"Not everyone, but enough."
"I'll try, Anita, but I can't promise."
"Fair enough," I said. "Where's the new victim?"
"Monkey's Eyebrow," he said.
"What?"
"That's the name of the town."
"Jesus. Monkey's Eyebrow, Missouri. Let me guess. It's a small town."
"Big enough to have a sheriff and a murder."
"Sorry. Do you have directions?" I fished my small, spiral-bound notebook out of the pocket of the black jacket.
He gave me directions. "Sheriff St. John is holding the body for you. He called us first. Since Freemont wants to go it alone, we'll let her."
"You're not going to tell her?"
"No."
"I don't suppose Monkey's Eyebrow has a crime scene unit, Dolph. If we don't have Freemont come in with her people, we're going to need somebody. Can you guys come down yet?"
"We're still working our own murder. But since Sheriff St. John called us in for his murder, we'll be in the area as soon as we can get there. Not tonight, but tomorrow."
"Freemont's supposed to send over crime-scene photos from the first couple that was killed. I bet if I asked she might send over photos from the second scene, too. Show-and-tell tomorrow when you get here."
"Freemont may be suspicious about you asking for more pictures," Dolph said.
"I'll tell her I want them for comparison. She may be trying to hog the case for herself, but she wants it solved. She just wants to solve it herself."
"She's a glory hound," Dolph said.
"Looks that way.