CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
As soon as Stuart drove them close enough to the park entrance for her to get a signal, Alexa called the Bullhead City police department. The officer who answered put her through to his chief.
“Hello, Chief Gregors, this is Deputy U.S. Marshal Chase. I was wondering if you could tell me about that hunter you detained a couple of days ago on suspicion of being the escaped prisoner Robby Tyson?”
“Now wait a minute, Deputy Marshal,” Chief Gregor snapped without bothering to say hello, “The media twisted that whole story into a pretzel. We did not detain that man on suspicion of being an escaped prisoner. We arrested him on suspicious behavior and suspicion of illegal hunting at night.”
Alexa remembered the Bullhead City cop standing on top of his car joyfully shouting, “W
