A Cold Day for Murder by Dana Stabenow

Author:Dana Stabenow [Stabenow, Dana]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Mystery, Suspense, Women detectives --Alaska --Fiction., Alaska, Women Sleuths, Alaska --Fiction., (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9781936666058
Publisher: Prime Crime
Published: 1992-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Seven

JACK MORGAN STOOD PATIENTLY while the tribal council examined the Cessna he’d flown in on, the bag in his hand and the pockets of his parka. He understood the reasons for the search; he even approved of them.

A year before, Niniltna’s tribal council had taken a long, hard look at the last ten years’ worth of alcohol-related murders, rapes, wife beatings and child abuse and had gone damp. Specifically, you could drink alcohol in the privacy of your own home, but you couldn’t buy anything stronger than orange juice. Having alcohol in your possession required careful thought and long-distance planning, however, because if you were caught buying or selling alcohol in any form to anyone of any age or race or faith within tribal boundaries, the council sicked Kate Shugak on you, and if that happened, as Sandy Halvorsen had been heard to say on his way out of the Park, “you might as well be dead, because you’ll wish you were.” Sandy Halvorsen had been the latest in a long line of Park bootleggers. The latest and, so far, the last.

On the airstrip it was your choice. If you didn’t like the law, you and your plane could leave without being searched and don’t come back, thank you very much, and there was a ring of tribal councillors, each with their very own 12-gauge, standing in a line between your plane and their town, just in case you got cute. Jack stood where he was and endured the patting down of his body and the shakedown of his plane. Kate was waiting for him at the side of the strip.

She was alone. Abel had materialized at Bobby’s door immediately after Bobby had put her call through to Jack. It took a judicious application of the best coffee in the Park and dogged perseverance to persuade the old man to allow her to meet Jack alone. She left Mutt behind, too. She wanted privacy for this encounter, with no inhibitors present to cramp her style.

Jack passed his frisk and was waved through. “You knew the kid called his father the night he disappeared!” she flung at him when he was still twelve feet away.

“No,” he said, in his deep, calm voice.

“You knew about the mine, too!”

“Gamble knew, Kate. I didn’t.”

“You knew Devlin had a motive to get rid of the kid! Goddam you, Jack! You want me to clean up your mess and you won’t give me what I need to do it! I ought to—”

Jack sighed and dropped his grip onto the packed snow of the landing strip. “Kate, just shut up for a minute and listen to me. Gamble didn’t tell me the kid called his father the night he disappeared, or at least he didn’t until we were back in Anchorage. He says there was some foul-up between Washington and the branch office in Seattle, but I figure Miller Senior didn’t want his name on an FBI file.”

“You son of a bitch,” Kate said, not listening. She felt suddenly, gloriously angry.

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