Forty-SevenIt wasn’t hard to pick out the boarding house opposite Blazes. The popular night club was a magnet, known by everybody. A small crowd had gathered in the street outside, and one of the town’s policemen stood guard. “Officer William Scott reporting here, sir. Sheriff’s waiting for the deputies to come and remove the body,” he advised Sir John when they shouldered forward. “I’m afraid no one’s getting admission before that.”
“This is a sworn deputy from Grass Valley,” said John, “and we’ve reason to believe this may have links to another case he is working on. Perhaps if we agreed not to go near the deceased he could survey the scene?”
Scott shifted uneasily, and his eyes jittered over the crowd behind them. Sebastian produced his silver deputy’s badge and waved it in front of S
