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Chapters (84)
  1. Chapter 1
  2. Chapter 2
  3. Chapter 3
  4. Chapter 4
  5. Chapter 5
  6. Chapter 6
  7. Chapter 7
  8. Chapter 8
  9. Chapter 9
  10. Chapter 10
  11. Chapter 11
  12. Chapter 12
  13. Chapter 13
  14. Chapter 14
  15. Chapter 15
  16. Chapter 16
  17. Chapter 17
  18. Chapter 18
  19. Chapter 19
  20. Chapter 20
  21. Chapter 21
  22. Chapter 22
  23. Chapter 23
  24. Chapter 24
  25. Chapter 25
  26. Chapter 26
  27. Chapter 27
  28. Chapter 28
  29. Chapter 29
  30. Chapter 30
  31. Chapter 31
  32. Chapter 32
  33. Chapter 33
  34. Chapter 34
  35. Chapter 35
  36. Chapter 36
  37. Chapter 37
  38. Chapter 38
  39. Chapter 39
  40. Chapter 40
  41. Chapter 41
  42. Chapter 42
  43. Chapter 43
  44. Chapter 44
  45. Chapter 45
  46. Chapter 46
  47. Chapter 47
  48. Chapter 48
  49. Chapter 49
  50. Chapter 50
  51. Chapter 51
  52. Chapter 52
  53. Chapter 53
  54. Chapter 54
  55. Chapter 55
  56. Chapter 56
  57. Chapter 57
  58. Chapter 58
  59. Chapter 59
  60. Chapter 60
  61. Chapter 61
  62. Chapter 62
  63. Chapter 63
  64. Chapter 64
  65. Chapter 65
  66. Chapter 66
  67. Chapter 67
  68. Chapter 68
  69. Chapter 69
  70. Chapter 70
  71. Chapter 71
  72. Chapter 72
  73. Chapter 73
  74. Chapter 74
  75. Chapter 75
  76. Chapter 76
  77. Chapter 77
  78. Chapter 78
  79. Chapter 79
  80. Chapter 80
  81. Chapter 81
  82. Chapter 82
  83. Chapter 83
  84. Acknowledgments

Shirley busied herself with some papers on her desk. “I’m going over to see him soon.”

Sure you are. “There’s a Caddy parked out front with a vanity plate.”

“HCDJ?”

“Yep.”

“That’s Judge Mosley’s car.”

“What does HCDJ stand for?”

“Here comes da judge.” She said this as though Stone were an idiot for not having figured it out on his own.

“By the way, did you get everything you needed at Willie’s trailer?”

“Excuse me?”

Stone said, “I think you left a bottle of Tylenol at Willie’s trailer. I had it with me, but then I lost it.” He stared at her pointedly and then rubbed the back of his head. Why be subtle at this point?

Shirley looked like Stone was pointing a gun at her. “I didn’t leave anything behind.”

“You sure?”

“Sure I’m sure. And I use Advil. Have ever since they had that pill scare with Tylenol.”

“Willie thought there were pills left in the bottle, but when I found it, it was empty. And now it’s gone. Maybe someone wanted it.”

“Wanted an empty bottle? What for?”

“Well, there might have been some residue in there.”

“Residue of what?”

Stone could tell she was lying. It was in every twitch of her face and shake of her voice. It had been her. She’d tried to kill her own son.

Now, who threw me into the snake pit, because it wasn’t Miss Court Clerk with her stilettos and Pall Malls.

“You can’t believe anything Willie says. Boy’s always high.”

“He was high on a stimulant, not a depressant. But the hospital said he had oxycodone in his system. That’s a depressant.”

“Willie doesn’t know half the crap he’s on. Probably forgot he took it.”

“Or somebody wanted it to look that way.”

She looked at him sharply. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Just that somebody might have wanted to make it look like he’d OD’d accidentally.”

She scoffed, “Why would anybody waste time trying to kill Willie? I mean, what’d be the point. It’s not like he’s got any money.”

“That’s not the only reason to kill somebody.”

“What then?” She said this almost fearfully.

“Willie told me he’d asked Debby Randolph to marry him. Did you know about that?”

Shirley flushed at this information. She fumbled in her purse and pulled out a cigarette and a lighter. “No, I guess Willie didn’t see fit to tell me that, his own mother.”

“I take it you knew Debby?”

“Everybody in Divine knows everybody else,” she said resignedly as she lit up.

“Would anybody in town have a problem with that happening?”