My 6-year-old granddaughter phoned me in panic just after midnight. “Mommy says the baby is coming! Help!” I asked, “Where’s daddy?” She answered, “He k!cked mommy’s tummy and left.”…..

Timonss know about this. If he does, he’s not acting like it. Still struting around like he owns the place. Harry finished his beer and stood. Keep your ears open. If you hear anything about Trent’s movements, call me. What about the cops? When they come asking questions about what happened to Trent? What do I tell them? Tell them the truth, Harry said.

You haven’t seen him. Delmare grinned. I like the way you think. The copper mine and sat on the edge of town like a relic from the Wild West. All weathered wood and neon beer signs. The parking lot was mostly empty at 2:00 in the afternoon. Just a few pickup trucks and a motorcycle that had seen better years. Harry pushed through the heavy wooden door into a world of dim lighting and stale cigarette smoke.