Chapter 83
“FRANK!” LUELLA CALLED out as Worsham stepped into the General Store. “Haven’t seen you in ages.”
“Been busy. The wife sent me in to pick up a couple of last minute things for tomorrow.”
Worsham wanted nothing more than to pay for the few items he needed and be on his way. But Luella had paragraphs of gossip to fill him in on and in the interest of community harmony he politely stood and listened. When she got to the part about someone taking a shot at Ryman, he snapped out of his head-bobbing stupor.
“When did you say that happened, and where?” he asked.
She repeated the details.
“Huh,” he mumbled, “ain’t that something.”
“You know anything about that, Frank?”
“Me? Nah. Well, I gotta run. Good to catch up with you, Luella.” He grabbed his bag of groceries and hustled ou
