Cherokee 02 - Beg to Die by Barton Beverly

Author:Barton, Beverly [Barton, Beverly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780007365708
Google: dhZ-ITMXKSUC
Amazon: 184756142X
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2009-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

Wade Truman was as new at being Cherokee County’s district attorney as Jacob was at being the sheriff. They’d known each other all their lives and had been friends just about as long, despite being total opposites and despite the fact Wade was several years younger. Wade was pure Scots-Irish, not a drop of Cherokee blood in his veins, which accounted for his ruddy complexion, sky blue eyes, and sandy hair. Where Jacob had joined the navy at eighteen, Wade had gone off to UT. Wade came from an upper-middle-class background. His father had been a state senator, his grandfather a federal judge. And Wade had ambitions to run for political office. Jacob suspected that he had his eye on the governor’s mansion. On the other hand, Jacob’s ambitions were modest in comparison. All he wanted was to learn how to be a good lawman.

While rubbing the back of his neck, Wade paced the floor. “Damn it, Jacob, I don’t like the idea anymore than you do, but, my God, man, the evidence is right there in front of our eyes. Jazzy Talbot killed Jamie.”

“No, she didn’t,” Jacob replied, trying to keep his voice calm, which was no easy task, considering how agitated he was. He’d spent the better part of the last hour doing his level best to convince Wade that somebody had framed Jazzy.

“I agree with Jacob,” Dallas Sloan said as he poured himself a cup of coffee. “Jazzy’s no fool. She would have covered her tracks better. She wouldn’t have—”

“Let’s say I agree with you two.” Wade stopped pacing and faced Dallas. “I don’t want to prosecute Jazzy. Hell, even if she did kill Jamie—”

“She didn’t!” Jacob and Dallas spoke simultaneously.

“I was just going to say that I don’t entirely disagree with the folks who say whoever killed Jamie should get an award. We all know the guy was a real son of a bitch. And the whole town knows the way he treated Jazzy. A sympathetic jury would go easy on her.”

“If she’s charged with first degree murder, the jury won’t be inclined to let her off scot-free,” Dallas said. “Whoever killed Jamie planned his murder down to the last detail. If you charge Jazzy, it will be for premeditated murder, won’t it?”

“I don’t know. Maybe not. As much as I’d like to, I can’t ignore the facts.” Wade grimaced. “Look, Big Jim called me this morning. He wants action and he wants it now. Miss Reba is calling for Jazzy’s head on a silver platter.”

“And you intend to serve Jazzy up to Miss Reba.” Jacob knotted his hands into tight fists. He needed half an hour with a punching bag to work off some frustration. He knew Wade had little choice in the matter. If the Uptons wanted Jazzy arrested for murder, then her fate was sealed.

“Jazzy has no alibi for the time—”

“Caleb McCord says otherwise,” Dallas told him.

“And who is Caleb McCord?” Wade frowned. “What do we know about this guy, other than he’s Jazzy’s lover and would lie for her? Hell, for all we know, he helped her kill Jamie.

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