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Bev’s week had been busy. She finished the article on the crooked car dealer and another on the new art instructor at Sul Ross. Hal accepted both and she doubled her income for the week. She decided that she should find more permanent accommodations.
After looking at every available rental in the county she settled on a one bedroom studio that was off main street Fort Davis. It was an addition to an old adobe store front that was currently a used clothing store. Not particularly glamorous but maybe she could get free or cheap clothes as a bonus. Plus the rent was a cheap $300 a month, there was a fridge and a stove and her phone worked.
She hadn’t seen or heard from Officer Gant since their last phone call. "Licking his wounds", she thought. She pondered the complications of relati
