Chapter 65
Chapter Sixty Five: ㅡ IT WAS LATE AFTERNOON when Blade Hamilton finally got a break from taking statements and could check on the county’s only prisoner. He felt like he was trapped in that movie Groundhog Day. He’d spent hours interviewing the same men he’d interviewed yesterday. Same men, same ranch, same burn sites, different body. Only difference was, they knew who this body belonged to. Coffer Coldman. When he’d asked each man he interviewed to describe Coffer, two of the cowboys said he was on the dumb side. One of the thugs said he was nosy, always asking questions. As Blade closed the notes and headed upstairs, he thought the repeat day would continue into night. It looked like he’d be sleeping in the same bed, in the same jail, with the same man, who shouldn’t even be there, p
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