CHAPTER 6Carl Kessler sat on the edge of his bed and pulled on his socks. Killing the old lady at the Kessler mansion had been a mistake. Cops paid attention to murders. His search for the 1804 draped Liberty Bust silver dollar had dragged him from Utica, New York, to La Crosse, Wisconsin, and now to a jerkwater hole named after rocks. It was sucking up time, but finding the coin would be worth it. Traveling with his girlfriend JP wasn’t cheap, and he didn’t want to leave a paper trail. He’d applied for credit cards under stolen identities before leaving Utica. The address he used was an apartment he kept in St. Paul under a false name.
After murdering Adele and searching the mansion, he’d driven from La Crosse to his St. Paul apartment to wait for the credit cards. Once in his St. Paul a
