CHAPTER 7Frank had dropped his bag into the trunk of the rental car and closed it when he saw Lee Maravich, in uniform, standing in front of his car, arms folded across his chest.
“Morning. I was hoping I’d catch you before you left.”
“Don’t they ever give you a day off, Deputy?”
“They got me on a lot of overtime this week, what with all that’s been going on. My wife’s not happy that I couldn’t join her at church this morning.”
“I’ll bet she’ll be less unhappy when that overtime pay comes in your envelope.”
“Good point. I have to believe you’re happy to be getting away from all this mess and leaving it to us.”
“You keep telling me this isn’t how things usually are around here, but I’m beginning to have my doubts. I’m looking forward to returning to the usual straightforward murders a
