TWENTY-SEVENCal loved Kandi. Despite it being wrong, it felt so right. Under normal circumstances he never would have gotten involved with a married woman, especially when her husband was not only his boss but the town’s judge as well, but she drew him in and he couldn’t resist her. He wasn’t fond of the judge, who never hid the fact that he viewed Cal as beneath him on the social ladder. It bothered Cal, even though the pay was good. Cal was an honest man and felt people should be judged by their character rather than their financial status. Kandi wasn’t like that.
Not reporting the body they found in the desert was wrong and no matter how hard Cal tried, he couldn’t come up with a reason to rationalize his silence as being the right thing to do.
Maybe the body was a crosser from long a
