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RendezvousChapter 10
Cora Good Lord. What am I going to do? The sheriff stopped out at the house. It’s been three days. “Ma’am,” he started. “Shit!” I said. “Found him dead, or didn’t find him at all.” “Not sign one, not even tracks leading away,” he said. “It’s like he wasn’t even in the Dodge. Are you available to come to town?” “Why?” “To collect his outfit ... and tell us what’s missing ... and maybe explain the bricks.” He grinned at that. I blushed. “You see, ah ... fuck ... he didn’t ask me to...