The Walnut Chair
Carolyn Dunmore got out of her old Buick and stood in the gravel with a leather portfolio under her arm, a tall, straight woman of seventy four in a navy …
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The Steel Roll
The car pulled into the lot of Novak Precision Machining at ten minutes past noon, a dark green sedan with Indiana plates, and Chris went pale as a sheet. I …
The Steel Roll Read MoreThe Sweet Tea Jug
Richard Haynes took off his sunglasses and set them on the hood of his white pickup, and for the first time all morning the developer looked uncomfortable. He was a …
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Two cars came up the gravel road of the batch plant at the same moment, one behind the other, raising a pale and drifting dust. The first was a black …
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The pickup truck rolled to a stop at the edge of the log yard, with a cloud of dust that drifted slowly over the stacks of timber. A woman climbed …
The Coffee Pot Read MoreThe Forged Signature
The doorbell rang a third time while the attorney was still speaking, and Adaeze Okafor set down her pen. I had been sitting at the long table in the back …
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The doorbell rang a second time before I reached the front hall. Vern Olsen had stopped halfway across the living room, in his work boots, with a box of file …
The Doorbell Ring Read MoreThe Lapel Note
Officer Reyes turned the note over under the fluorescent light of the bus station, and I read the pencil on the back, over the shoulder of Walter Pruitt, who sat …
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Deputy Castañeda held the envelope under the work light of the garage, and I read it over his shoulder. The paper was thick and cream colored, the handwriting square and …
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Trooper Bouchard crouched under the great steel evaporator in the sugarhouse, with a flashlight in her teeth and the smell of woodsmoke and old maple in the air, and pulled …
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