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Chapters (45)
  1. I know you'll never forgive me...
  2. Part One - Your Father
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Part Two - Your Mother
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-One
  45. About the Author

“He probably had his music cranked,” Will said. “Put on ‘Holiday in Cambodia’ and you won’t hear much of anything else.”

“Sure.”

“If Jay says he doesn’t know anything, then he doesn’t.”

“Okay. Well, thanks, Will.”

The teenager nodded at me and went back to his work. I started out of the garage, but when I’d reached the snow, he called after me.

“Rebecca?”

“Yes? What is it?”

This time there was no magnetic smile. Will had a serious look on his face. “I’m not kidding. You need to believe me. No matter what you think about him, Jay didn’t do it. He didn’t kill his father.”

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

Ajax and I tracked down Gordon Brink’s secretary before heading back to the sheriff’s office. Penny Ramsey was staying at a motel only a mile from the 126, along with the other members of the mine’s legal team. She looked extremely nervous talking to us.

“I can’t say anything about the litigation,” she insisted, when we were together in her small motel room. “That’s privileged. If I said a word, I’d be fired.”

“We’re not looking for legal secrets,” Ajax said. “We just want to find out who killed your boss.”

“Yeah. Okay.” Penny put her ear to the wall of the motel room. When she didn’t hear anything, she sat down on the twin bed, which was covered with heavy law books. She closed them one by one, and then she took a stack of yellow pads filled with spidery handwriting and shoved them inside a suitcase on the floor. “One of the associates is staying in the room next to me. He went cross-country skiing, but he could be back at any time. We need to do this fast.”

Ajax took a wooden chair and sat in front of her. They were face-to-face, their knees nearly touching. Sandra had called her an Amy Irving look-alike, and she was right about that. Penny had frizzy brown hair, parted in the middle, and blue eyes that looked a little wild, as if they might go spinning around without warning. She was small, no more than five feet tall, and to me, she didn’t look much older than twenty. She had pretty features but went a little heavy on the blush.

“You must still be in shock about Gordon’s murder,” Ajax said.

“Of course. Yeah.”

“Do you need some water? Kleenex or something?”

“No, I’m okay.”

“Well, if you need to stop and catch your breath, you just tell me. Okay, Penny? Do you mind if I call you Penny?”

Her nervous mouth broke into a little smile. “No, I don’t mind.”

“I’m Ajax.”

“That’s a cool name.”

He gave her one of his broad grins. “Thanks.”