CHAPTER 63
WRAPPING IT UPCoop wasn’t in a good mood, and I can’t say I blamed her. She was catching s**t from all angles: the papers, the chief, the mayor, and Cybil. If forced to choose, I’d have to put Cybil near the top of the worst-offenders list. Of course that might have been my bias. I wasn’t that fond of Cybil.
“I was hoping you’d come back with something solid,” Coop said, from behind her big oaken desk.
“I was hoping so too,” Tip said, “But we struck out all around. I hate to say it but Mrs. Ingle kicked our asses.”
“What kind of circumstantial do we have?” Coop asked.
“Not enough to make a charge, unless Ben turns something up.” I said. “The only thing is the inconsistency between Ingle’s report of the gunshots and her maid’s version. And now the maid has changed her story
