Doing It To Death by Angela Henry

Author:Angela Henry [Henry, Angela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Boulevard West Press
Published: 2019-06-23T22:00:00+00:00

Eleven

It was still early evening when I headed to the public library. Lewis hadn’t mentioned a single thing about a possible robbery Dibb and Otis Patterson had been involved in. But then again, if Joyce Kirkland, née Cooper, had somehow been involved, then I wasn’t at all surprised. I tried to imagine being so hung up on someone—who wasn’t even interested in me—that I’d not only turn a blind eye to their shady crap, but would also protect them at all costs. Love truly is blind.

I approached the reference desk with trepidation. The last time I was here, I’d been unfairly accused of looking at porn, the direct result of having pissed off a nerd. And unfortunately for me, that nerd’s mother was one of the reference librarians. I was hoping she wasn’t working tonight, because even though she apologized to me for her son’s crappy behavior, it was still a little awkward. But as luck would have it, she was on duty and did a double take as I approached the desk.

“Hello,” she said, reddening slightly and showing me that she did indeed remember me.

“Hi,” I said, giving her a smile that I hoped would put her at ease. After all, dealing with that son of hers was probably no day at the beach. No need to make her life even more miserable.

“How can I help you?”

“I was wondering how far back the index for the Willow News Gazette went?” I wasn’t up for scrolling blindly through a year’s worth of microfilm. A student of mine at the literacy center had recently told me the library was indexing the articles in the newspaper.

“We have it indexed as far back as 1950.” She came out from behind the desk and heading into the stacks to the right the desk and nodded her head, gesturing for me to follow her.

“Great. I’m looking for something that happened in 1973,” I replied.

“What exactly are you looking for?” We had arrived at a set of wooden drawers that looked much like an old card catalog, only it wasn’t nearly as big and sat on top of a table. I was a little disappointed this info wasn’t available on the computer, but I knew the library’s budget was tight and resigned myself to some old school searching.

“A news report of a robbery that may have taken place in 1973.” I wasn’t even sure what exactly I was looking for, and again cursed Pinky Buford and his riddles. If I didn’t know any better, and I didn’t, he was probably using what he knew as an excuse to keep me visiting him. Then I instantly felt bad. He was an old man, and even the nurse at the home told me he didn’t get many visitors. If visiting a lonely, elderly man in a nursing home was the price I had to pay for some information, then I’d gladly do it.

The librarian pulled out a drawer with a label on it that read R - T and sat it on a small table opposite the drawers.

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