Chapter 22. Eight Ball

Rae POV

Sheriff Ann Marsh came up the mountain at nine the next morning with two deputies and a face like a closed gate.

She interviewed us one at a time in Judge's office. When it was my turn, she looked at me over her reading glasses for a long moment before she said anything.

"You're Dale Dempsey's girl."

"I'm Rae Dempsey."

"Your father filed a complaint yesterday. Says you're living with the men who murdered four people at the river." She tapped a folder. "Says you're not in your right mind. Says you stole from him."

"The theft claim was withdrawn," I said. "Deputy Hollister has the paperwork. As for last night, I was at the Spur on Route 9 from about eight until nine-twenty, with Wade Kincaid. We sat in the corner booth. He had two slices of huckl