The Trap by Robin Lamont

Author:Robin Lamont
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Robin Lamont
Published: 2015-06-16T14:01:35+00:00

Chapter 17

Bringing Finn was out of the question. Cash was an experienced hunter and trapper, and Jude had witnessed him examining both hers and Finn’s footprints next to the fallen wolf. He’d surely be able to guess Finn’s size and weight from his paw prints. No, she couldn’t even let on to Cash that she had a dog.

Jude zipped up her jacket and gave Finn a hug before she left the room. “I’ll be back soon, big guy. Man the fort, okay?”

He pricked his ears forward and tilted his head in confused anticipation. Her energy was saying “walk,” but then he heard the dreaded “stay” word. He padded to the foot of the bed and lay down with a sigh.

Jude trotted down the stairs and ran headlong into the two FBI agents she’d seen at the town hall. They were talking to Foster Dunne. She nodded at them and busied herself with the muddy boots she’d left in the coat closet.

“This is Miz Harris, one of our guests,” explained Dunne.

The older of the two acknowledged her with a brief “ma’am,” and turned back to the bed and breakfast owner. “We’d like to see your guest registrations for the last three weeks,” he said, a tinge of Michigan or Illinois in his accent.

“Why?” Dunne wanted to know.

The other agent who possessed more swagger answered. “As I’m sure you know, a federal employee was murdered in Stanton several days ago. It’s possible that whoever is responsible was passing through and stayed here.”

“It’s just routine,” reassured the first. “We’re asking all the hotels in this area.”

A prickle of sweat broke out on Jude’s upper lip. Were they going to check out everyone on Dunne’s guest list? EO Travel wouldn’t stand up to scrutiny and they’d be tracking down an elusive Judy Harris. She tried to calm her anxiety by reminding herself that there were a lot of hotels in the area; it would take awhile.

“Don’t you need a warrant?” asked Dunne affably.

Jude couldn’t help but smile as she bent down to tighten her laces. Way to go, Professor. Dunne was a strange guy, but he was growing on her.

“It would be more helpful if you would just let us take a look,” said the senior.

His partner added, “Unless you have something to hide.”

“I have nothing to hide,” said Dunne.

“Good. First, a couple of questions. Have you lived in Stanton long?”

“You could say that. ’Bout thirty years.”

“Do you happen to know Ben McIntyre?”

Jude caught her breath and remained in a crouch, re-doing her boot laces.

“Why?”

“Not at liberty to say, sir.”

“Sure, I know Ben. He lives up Saint Claire way. Retired now, I think.”

“How well do you know him?”

A pause. Dunne trying to see behind the questions? “We’re acquaintances. We say hello in town occasionally.”

“He lives alone?”

“Yes, his wife died a couple of years ago.”

“He has two sons.”

“I believe that’s true.

“Do you know them?”

“Not well. I knew his older boy David. He attended the university where I teach.”

“And what about the younger son Colin?”

“Saw him around sometimes.

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