On the Way to Osceola
Monday Noon
Evan called Leon to tell him about Coyle and then picked him up in town, where he’d been using the Wi-Fi at the library.
Evan said, “Wilmer not only runs the clinic, but he’s also the county coroner. And if he’s freaking out, it’s probably because he thinks Coyle didn’t die of natural causes.”
Leon thought a moment, then said, “And you told me you think Wilmer’s implicated. Involved in the guardianship paperwork, maybe even with hospitalizing girls who get into trouble.”
“That’s right. And he said he didn’t know the foster father, but he’d heard the guy has a villa in Europe. He wouldn’t tell me more.”
“No doubt in a country that doesn’t extradite,” Leon said. “Armenia, maybe Belarus. I’ve heard the coast of Montenegro is particularly nice. Somewhere
