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Authors: J. A. Jance
Tags: Fiction, General, Suspense, Mystery & Detective, Women Sleuths, Detective and Mystery Stories, Mystery Fiction, Police Procedural, Policewomen, Arizona, Sheriffs, Mothers and daughters, Cochise County (Ariz.), Brady; Joanna (Fictitious character)
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Butch rolled over and groaned. “What now?” he muttered.
“Morning, Boss,” Frank Montoya said. “Sorry to wake you.”
“What time is it?” Joanna asked.
“Almost midnight.”
“What’s up?”
“A homicide,” Frank replied. “Out in Apache Pass. Jenny and one of her friends, Dora Matthews, discovered the body.”
Joanna sat straight up in bed. “Jenny?” she demanded. “Is she all right? Is she in any danger?”
“No,” Frank said. “I’m sure she’s fine, although I haven’t actu-ally seen her myself. I’m still at the crime scene. She and the other girl are back at camp. Faye Lambert is here with me. We’ll be going up there as soon as Ernie Carpenter and Doc Winfield show up to take charge of the crime scene.”
Holding the phone with one hand, Joanna scrabbled out of bed and began gathering clothing.
“It’ll take some time to get checked out,” she said. “But if we leave within the next half hour, we can probably be there by eight-thirty or so.”
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“Slow down, Boss,” Frank was saying. “I don’t think that’s necessary.”
“What do you mean, it isn’t necessary?” Joanna returned. “If my daughter is involved in a homicide—”
“I didn’t say she was involved,” Frank corrected. “I said she found a body. From the looks of it, the woman’s been dead for a while, so it isn’t as though Jenny actually witnessed a crime in progress. Not only that, I just now got off the phone with Jim Bob Brady. He and Eva Lou are on their way out to Apache Pass to bring Jenny and the other girl, Dora Matthews, back into town.”
“I still think we should get dressed and head out just as soon as—”
“Why?” Frank interrupted. “What difference is it going to make if you get here at eight o’clock in the morning or at two o’clock in the afternoon? Jenny’s fine, and she’ll be in good hands with the Bradys taking care of her. As for the homicide investiga-tion, we have that under control.
Ernie Carpenter and Doc Winfield are both on their way and should be here in a matter of minutes. As soon as one of them shows up, I’ll go check on Jenny, but from what Faye Lambert said, I think she’s fine. Jenny and her friend found the body, and they reported it to Mrs.
Lambert right away.
“But where was it, right there where they’re camping?”
“Not exactly,” Frank said. “It seems that after lights-out, Jenny and the other girl, Dora Matthews, snuck off by themselves to smoke a cigarette—”
“‘They did what?”
“Went to smoke a cigarette. Jenny evidently got sick to her stomach and barfed her guts out. It was sometime after that they found the body. I’m at the crime scene now. I’d say it’s a good half mile from where the girls are camping.”
“What’s going on?” Butch asked in the background. “Has something happened to Jenny?”
“Cigarettes!” Joanna exclaimed, waving aside Butch’s question. “Jenny was smoking cigarettes?I’ll kill her. Put her on the phone.”
“I can’t. I already told you, she isn’t here right now,” Frank said. “She’s back at camp and that’s a good half a mile from the crime scene. Faye left the girls in a motor home back at the campsite and gave them strict orders not to budge until we get there, which shouldn’t be all that long now.”
“As soon as I can get dressed and out of here, we’ll be on our way,” Joanna said.
“Come on, Boss,” Frank returned. “Page is at least an eight-hour drive from here, even the wayyou drive. It’s also the middle of the night. The last thing we need is for you to take off at midnight to drive home. You’ll end up in a wreck somewhere between here and there. I’ve got things under control as far as the investigation is concerned, and your in-laws are coming to take care of Jenny. I suggest that you try to get a decent night’s sleep right where you are and then drive home in the morning.”
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Joanna had been pacing back and forth
“Morning, Boss,” Frank Montoya said. “Sorry to wake you.”
“What time is it?” Joanna asked.
“Almost midnight.”
“What’s up?”
“A homicide,” Frank replied. “Out in Apache Pass. Jenny and one of her friends, Dora Matthews, discovered the body.”
Joanna sat straight up in bed. “Jenny?” she demanded. “Is she all right? Is she in any danger?”
“No,” Frank said. “I’m sure she’s fine, although I haven’t actu-ally seen her myself. I’m still at the crime scene. She and the other girl are back at camp. Faye Lambert is here with me. We’ll be going up there as soon as Ernie Carpenter and Doc Winfield show up to take charge of the crime scene.”
Holding the phone with one hand, Joanna scrabbled out of bed and began gathering clothing.
“It’ll take some time to get checked out,” she said. “But if we leave within the next half hour, we can probably be there by eight-thirty or so.”
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“Slow down, Boss,” Frank was saying. “I don’t think that’s necessary.”
“What do you mean, it isn’t necessary?” Joanna returned. “If my daughter is involved in a homicide—”
“I didn’t say she was involved,” Frank corrected. “I said she found a body. From the looks of it, the woman’s been dead for a while, so it isn’t as though Jenny actually witnessed a crime in progress. Not only that, I just now got off the phone with Jim Bob Brady. He and Eva Lou are on their way out to Apache Pass to bring Jenny and the other girl, Dora Matthews, back into town.”
“I still think we should get dressed and head out just as soon as—”
“Why?” Frank interrupted. “What difference is it going to make if you get here at eight o’clock in the morning or at two o’clock in the afternoon? Jenny’s fine, and she’ll be in good hands with the Bradys taking care of her. As for the homicide investiga-tion, we have that under control.
Ernie Carpenter and Doc Winfield are both on their way and should be here in a matter of minutes. As soon as one of them shows up, I’ll go check on Jenny, but from what Faye Lambert said, I think she’s fine. Jenny and her friend found the body, and they reported it to Mrs.
Lambert right away.
“But where was it, right there where they’re camping?”
“Not exactly,” Frank said. “It seems that after lights-out, Jenny and the other girl, Dora Matthews, snuck off by themselves to smoke a cigarette—”
“‘They did what?”
“Went to smoke a cigarette. Jenny evidently got sick to her stomach and barfed her guts out. It was sometime after that they found the body. I’m at the crime scene now. I’d say it’s a good half mile from where the girls are camping.”
“What’s going on?” Butch asked in the background. “Has something happened to Jenny?”
“Cigarettes!” Joanna exclaimed, waving aside Butch’s question. “Jenny was smoking cigarettes?I’ll kill her. Put her on the phone.”
“I can’t. I already told you, she isn’t here right now,” Frank said. “She’s back at camp and that’s a good half a mile from the crime scene. Faye left the girls in a motor home back at the campsite and gave them strict orders not to budge until we get there, which shouldn’t be all that long now.”
“As soon as I can get dressed and out of here, we’ll be on our way,” Joanna said.
“Come on, Boss,” Frank returned. “Page is at least an eight-hour drive from here, even the wayyou drive. It’s also the middle of the night. The last thing we need is for you to take off at midnight to drive home. You’ll end up in a wreck somewhere between here and there. I’ve got things under control as far as the investigation is concerned, and your in-laws are coming to take care of Jenny. I suggest that you try to get a decent night’s sleep right where you are and then drive home in the morning.”
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Joanna had been pacing back and forth
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