Charlaine Harris [Harper Conn Grave Sight (v5.0) (epub)

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.It was steep going.Tolliver stayed by my side, as he always did; I was abstracted, and he knew I might fall.It had happened before.After twenty minutes of careful, slow, downhill hiking, made even trickier by the slippery leaves and pine needles blanketing the steep slope, we came to a large fallen oak piled with leaves, branches, and other detritus.It was easy to see that a heavy rainfall would sweep debris downslope, to lodge against the tree.“This is where Dell was found,” Paul Edwards said.He pointed to the downslope side of the fallen oak.I wasn’t surprised it had taken two days to find Dell Teague’s body, even in the spring; but I was startled at the location of the corpse.I was glad I’d put on the dark glasses.“On that side of the log?” I asked, pointing to make sure I had it right.“Yes,” Edwards said.“And he had a gun? It was by his body?”“Well, no.”“But the theory was that he’d shot himself?”“Yeah, that’s what the sheriff’s office said.”“Obvious problem there.”“The sheriff thought maybe the gun could’ve been grabbed by a hunter who didn’t report what he found.Or maybe one of the guys who actually did find Dell lifted the gun.After all, guns are expensive and almost everyone here uses firearms of some kind.” Edwards shrugged.“Or, if Dell shot himself on the upslope side of the log and fell over it, the gun could have slid down the hill quite a distance, gotten hidden like that.”“So the wounds—how many were there?”“Two.One, a graze to the side of his head, was counted as a.sort of a first try.Then, through the eye.”“So the two wounds were counted as suicide wounds, one unsuccessful and one not, and no gun was found.And he was on the downslope side of the log.”“Yes, ma’am.” The lawyer took off his hat, slapped it against his leg.This was all wrong.Well, maybe.“How was he lying? What position?”“What, you want me to show you?”“Yes.Did you see him?”“Yes, ma’am, I sure did.I came out to identify him.Didn’t want his mom to see him like that.Sybil and I have been friends for years.”“Then just humor me by assuming the position Dell was in, okay?”Edwards looked as if he wished he were elsewhere.He knelt on the ground, reluctance in every line of his body.He was facing the fallen tree.Putting out a hand to steady himself, he sank down to the ground.His legs were bent at the knees and he was on his right side.Tolliver moved behind me.“This ain’t right,” he whispered in my ear.I nodded agreement.“Okay, thanks,” I said out loud.Paul Edwards scrambled to his feet.“I don’t see why you needed to see where Dell was, anyway,” he said, trying his best not to sound accusatory.“We’re looking for Teenie.”“What’s her last name?” Not that it mattered for search purposes, but I’d forgotten; and it showed respect, to know the name.“Teenie Hopkins.Monteen Hopkins.”I was still upslope of the fallen tree, and I began making my way to the right.It felt appropriate, and it was as good a way to begin as any.“You might as well go back up to your SUV,” I heard Tolliver telling our reluctant escort.“You might need help,” Edwards said.“We do, I’ll come get you.”I didn’t worry about us getting lost.Tolliver’s job was to prevent that, and he’d never failed me; except for once, in the desert, and I’d teased him about that for so long that he’d about gone crazy.Of course, since we’d nearly died, it was a lesson worth reinforcing.It was best if I could walk with my eyes closed, but on this terrain that would be dangerous.The dark glasses helped, blocking out some of the color and life around me.For the first thirty minutes of struggling across the steep slope, all I felt were the faint pings of ancient deaths.The world is sure full of dead people.When I was convinced that no matter how stealthily he might be able to move, Paul Edwards could not have followed us, I paused at a rocky outcrop and took off my dark glasses.I looked at Tolliver.“Bullshit,” he said.“No kidding.”“The gun’s missing, but it’s suicide? Shot twice, and it’s suicide? I could swallow one of those, but not both.And anyone who’s going to kill himself, he’s going to sit on the log and think about it.He’s not going to stand downhill of a landmark like that.Suicides go up.” We’d had experience.“Besides,” I said, “he fell on the hand that would’ve been holding the gun [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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