Chapter 57
Santa Anita Springs?" he inquired. "Yeah, but no one else in town admits to having seen a man matching Underwood's description. Kind of curious in itself ... usually someone will be reminded of somebody else." The marshal sniffed derisively. "On the other hand, that state cop even passed a hypnosis session and picked Underwood out in a photo lineup. Talked to his boss ... he told me if the trooper said he saw Underwood then he, by God, saw him." The marshal stood in front of the map and settled into an unnatural stillness that Brady had come to know signified intense concentration. After a moment, Owens stirred and shook his head. "Can't figure out why he'd be so far north. The last time we know for a fact that we had him, he was way down here." The marshal tapped a finger on the Monarc
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