CHAPTER SEVEN
Driving back to the motel, I had cooled down enough to feel pleased with my results. I’d gotten under Cutler’s skin and I found the clue about the dead deer very revealing.
My cell went off while I turned into the parking bay.
“Hi, Mr. Smith? It’s Officer Delvene Glossop, Maryville PD.” Her voice, bright and cheery lifted my spirits.
“Hi Delvene. How are you?
“Better now I’m talking to you, sugar.”
I could hear the smile in her voice. “How’s your day been so far?”
“I’ve been reading up on the case files you gave me this morning and it’s been... enlightening.”
“Oh? What’s so enlightening?” Her query was candidly nosy.
“Everything.” I changed the subject. “Have you located Officer Paul Jackson? Are you ringing me with his contact details?”
Her tone changed, all busine
