The fallen man by Tony Hillerman

Author:Tony Hillerman [Hillerman, Tony]
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Detective, Literary, Police Procedural, Navajo Indians, Police, Romance & Sagas, Mystery & Detective, Southwest; New, Fiction - Mystery, Westerns, FICTION, Romance, Indian reservation police, Chee; Jim (Fictitious character), Suspense, Mystery & Detective - Police Procedural, Mystery & Detective - Series, Southwestern States, General, Cultural Heritage, Leaphorn; Joe; Lt. (Fictitious character)
ISBN: 9780061092886
Publisher: New York : HarperPaperbacks, 1997, c1996.
Published: 1997-09-10T07:00:00+00:00

"Call them and tell them I had to cancel," Chee said, forgetting to say please, and forgetting to say thanks when he hung up. Captain Largo wouldn't like this. But then he didn't particularly like Captain Largo and he sure as hell didn't like being an acting lieutenant.

15

LOUISE GUARD'S FORD ESCORT was not in the driveway of the little house she shared with Janet Pete in Gallup. Good news, but not as good as it would have seemed when Jim Chee was feeling better about life. This evening his mood had been swinging back and forth between a sort of grim anger at the world that Janet occupied and self-contempt for his own immature attitude. It hadn't taken long for Chee, who was good at self-analysis, to determine that his problem was mostly jealousy. Maybe it was 90 percent jealousy. But even so, that left 10 percent or so that seemed legitimate.

He gave the door of his pickup the hard slam required to shut it and walked up the pathway with the videotape of the traditional wedding clutched in one hand and the other holding a pot of some sort of autumn-blooming flowers he'd bought for her at Gallup Best Blossoms. It wasn't a very impressive floral display, but what could you expect in November?

"Ah, Jim," Janet said, and greeted him with such a huge and enthusiastic hug that it left him helpless-tape in one hand and flowerpot in the other. It also left him feeling guilty. What the devil was wrong with him? Janet was beautiful. Janet was sweet. She loved him. She was wearing a set of designer jeans that fit her perfectly and a blouse of something that shimmered. Her black hair was done in a new fashion he'd been observing on the nighttime soap opera shows. It made her look young and jaunty and like someone the muscular actor in the tank top would be laughing with at the fancy party in a Coca-Cola commercial.

"I'd almost forgotten how beautiful you are," Chee said. "Just back from Washington, you should be looking tired."

Janet was in the kitchen by then, watering whatever it was he'd brought her, opening the refrigerator and fixing something for them.

"It wasn't tiresome," she shouted. "It was lots of fun. The people in the BIA were on their very best behavior, and the people over at Justice were reasonable for a change. And there was time to see a show some German artist had going in the National Gallery. It was really interesting stuff. Partly sculpture and partly drawings. And then there was the concert I told you about. The one in the Library of Congress hall. It was partly Mozart. Really great."

Yes. The concert. He'd thought about that before. Maybe too much. In Washington and at the Library of Congress it wouldn't be a public event. It would be exclusive. Some sort of high-society fund-raiser. Shaking down the social set for some worthy literacy cause, probably. Almost certainly it would be by invitation only.

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