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No Good Deed
Book: No Good Deed Read Online Free
Author: Lynn Hightower
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the bloodstain on his sleeve to your satisfaction?’
    â€˜ Doctor McCarty,’ Sam told her. ‘Guy’s a vet.’
    â€˜That makes it all better.’
    McCarty was unrolling the sleeve, holding it away from his arm so they could all take a look. ‘It’s blood.’
    â€˜Cut yourself shaving this morning?’
    McCarty gave her a look. ‘And you looked so bright. This is Joelle’s blood. I was the first one on the scene, remember?’ He looked from Sonora to Sam. ‘You have a problem with this? Let’s put your mind at rest. Search my house and barn. Feel free, I’ve got nothing to hide.’
    Sonora waited for him to say ‘Trust me’ but he didn’t. She smiled at him. ‘The last guy who told me he had nothing to hide kept a frozen torso in his Sears deep-freeze. So, thanks very much, we will search your house and barn.’
    â€˜You talking about that district attorney?’
    Sonora nodded. She almost felt like they were talking shop.
    â€˜In the meantime, you might want to put out an APB, or even set up roadblocks, to stop every horse van between here.’ – McCarty stopped to look at his watch – ‘and about a two-hundred-mile radius.’
    â€˜That’s a hell of a radius.’ Sonora cocked her head sideways. ‘What makes you think a horse van went through here?’
    â€˜It’s a possibility, don’t you think? With a horse missing? You got a guy looking at tracks, what does he think?’
    â€˜I want your shirt,’ Sonora said.
    â€˜Fine. If you wind up stopping vans, ask for a Coggins test. Anyone transporting horses is supposed to carry one. Very possible that whoever came through here won’t have one.’
    â€˜Thanks for your help,’ Sam said.
    Sonora gave McCarty a hard stare. ‘We’ll take the shirt, for now. And take you up on your offer to show us around. Your house and barn.’
    He held out his wrists. Smiled at Sonora. ‘You can handcuff me if you want.’
    â€˜Some other time.’

Chapter Six
    McCarty paused outside a small and dingy cinderblock house that sat no more than fifty yards from a small concrete barn trimmed in red, about a third the size of Delaney’s barn.
    â€˜It’s not locked.’ McCarty waved a hand toward the front door of his house.
    Sonora motioned the two uniforms she had grabbed to step back off the porch. ‘Take him on in,’ she told Sam.
    McCarty nodded at her, and walked in ahead of Sam without looking back.
    Something about him.
    Sonora turned to the uniforms. Both young, male, short haircuts and on testosterone overload. She wished she hadn’t sent Renquist off with Dixon Chauncey. She could use two or three of that man.
    She started with their names, making them introduce themselves since she didn’t know them. Majors was the black one. Hill was white.
    â€˜Officer Majors. Officer Hill. Let’s start with what you already know. Female, fifteen years old, brown hair. You saw the blood. Likely severe head injury and God knows what else. Dr McCarty is “assisting” us in our investigations. That’s information you will keep to yourselves.’
    Both of them nodded. Brows knit and on their toes.
    â€˜We have the owner’s permission and we have probable cause. What we don’t have is a warrant, so don’t take an ax to the place, you got me? But you make sure that there is no chance that a fifteen-year-old girl is in there listening to you walk through the halls, praying that you’ll have the imagination to open the right door, or check under the cellar stairs. That make sense?’
    They nodded, heads synchronized, like puppets on a string.
    â€˜Go. And Hill?’
    â€˜Yes, ma’am?’
    â€˜Holster your weapon.’
    The house disappointed her. It was not the kind of house she would have pictured for McCarty.
    The kitchen was small and would have been
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