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Chapters (88)
  1. TITLE PAGE
  2. COPYRIGHT PAGE
  3. DEDICATION
  4. CONTENTS
  5. PART ONE
  6. 1
  7. 2
  8. 3
  9. 4
  10. 5
  11. 6
  12. 7
  13. 8
  14. 9
  15. 10
  16. 11
  17. PART TWO
  18. 12
  19. 13
  20. 14
  21. 15
  22. 16
  23. 17
  24. 18
  25. 19
  26. 20
  27. 21
  28. 22
  29. 23
  30. 24
  31. 25
  32. 26
  33. 27
  34. 28
  35. 29
  36. 30
  37. 31
  38. 32
  39. 33
  40. 34
  41. 35
  42. 36
  43. 37
  44. 38
  45. PART THREE
  46. 39
  47. 40
  48. 41
  49. 42
  50. 43
  51. 44
  52. 45
  53. 46
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  55. 48
  56. 49
  57. 50
  58. 51
  59. 52
  60. 53
  61. 54
  62. 55
  63. 56
  64. 57
  65. 58
  66. 59
  67. PART FOUR
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  70. 62
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  73. 65
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  75. 67
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  78. 70
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  81. 73
  82. 74
  83. 75
  84. 76
  85. 77
  86. EPILOGUE
  87. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  88. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“Yes, sir,” she said, extending her hand. In it, she clasped a manila envelope.

Bo took the package and raised his eyebrows.

“Copies of the witness statements we’ve obtained so far. You asked Officer Canupp for them earlier today.”

“He didn’t seem too jacked up about honoring my request.”

“He told Hank, and the sheriff wanted to make sure you got these tonight. My investigative report is also in there.”

Bo cocked his head at her. “Why?”

“Because today was Sack Glover’s first day as acting district attorney general, and Hank figures that Sack won’t be offering much in the way of discovery until after the prelim.” She paused and took a step closer to him. “Hank wanted you to have these now.”

All Bo could think to do was repeat the question he’d just asked. “Why?”

“So you can see what you’re up against. Hank thinks a lot of the General and wants to make sure she gets a fair trial.” Frannie paused and licked her lips. “But the evidence is staggering, and because of the enhancers, he’s afraid that Sack will seek the death penalty.”

“The enhancers?”

“The victim’s body was badly beaten with what looks to be a revolver. There were also items stolen from the house.” She pointed at the manila envelope that Bo now gripped in his right hand. “It’s all in there.”

Bo glanced at the package and then back at Frannie. “Tell Hank I said thank you.”

“Will do,” she said, turning to leave.

“Hey.”

She looked over her shoulder at him.

“Last time I saw you was at your graduation from high school. Your aunt Ellie was very proud.”

“She loved working for you, Mr. Haynes.”

Bo snorted and looked around the spiderweb-infested office. “I loved her, too, and I sure could use someone like her now. And call me Bo, OK? You’re how old now? Twenty-six?”

She narrowed her eyes. “Twenty-nine.”

He shook his head. “It can’t be. Four years at David Lipscomb and then the WNBA, right?”

She nodded. “Blew my knee out on a fast break. Lost a step, and in that world, a step is all it takes.”

Bo grimaced. “I know. I blew my knee out too. My junior year—”

“At Alabama,” she interrupted. “First game of the season, right? You were a preseason All American, destined to follow in the footsteps of Marty Lyons, Barry Krouse, and E. J. Junior.”