Sheree was at the yard when we pulled in; even as I parked the rollback I could see she was obviously in an oddly dark mood. Delaney ran the paperwork into the office while I headed over to Sheree.
She scowled as I walked up. "Shelly still swears she didn't use anything. She says there's a mistake somewhere."
I told her what we'd learned from Mooky.
She set her jaw stubbornly. "I wanna talk to this stringy-goatee guy. I want to know if Shelly was buyin' from him."
"We'll keep asking around."
"I will too." She gave a pensive frown. "I just want to know if Shelly is tellin' the truth. She's just seemed so much...better lately, ya know?"
"We'll figure it out."
Sheree nodded, then sighed as Delaney came down out of the trailer. "Now comes the hard part."
Delaney eyed us suspiciously, t
