Idaho Code by Opyr Joan

Author:Opyr, Joan [Opyr, Joan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Suspense
ISBN: 9781612940366
Google: pKQL6tLuh6oC
Amazon: B007ZDEFEC
Goodreads: 16565238
Publisher: Bywater Books
Published: 2006-03-01T00:00:00+00:00

I went in to school early the next morning, hoping to catch Sarah at the library before class. She always worked the morning shift on the reference desk, usually leaving her house around seven o’clock.

I got to the library around eight-thirty. Sarah was six feet tall, so I didn’t have any trouble spotting her among the shelves. She was without question the great beauty in our family. Her skin was dark brown, and her features strong and prominent, particularly her cheekbones. She wore her hair in a crew cut and, because she was near-sighted, she also wore small, round glasses. The overall effect was John Lennon meets Grace Jones. Ten people a day probably asked her why she was a librarian and not a model. The simple answer was that she never wanted to be anything but a librarian. She loved books, and she loved to read. She did her undergraduate degree in English at Cowslip, and then she went to the University of Washington for her master’s in Library Science. Her first job was in Seattle Public Library, and I think in some ways she would have preferred to stay there, but my family—meaning, of course, my mother—exerted an irresistible pull. Sarah took the first job she could get that was close to home.

As she reached up to reshelve a book, I snuck up behind her.

“Why doesn’t this library subscribe to the National Enquirer?”

“Shit is not included in our collection development policy,” she replied, not bothering to look around. “You think you’re being funny. You don’t know how many questions I get every day that are worse than that.”

“I’ll bite. How many?”

She lowered her voice and pointed surreptitiously at a young man in a T-shirt that said Veni, Vidi, Vomiti. “Frank Lloyd Wright over there just asked me why we don’t have any architecture books. Apparently, he went into the stacks and searched all of the shelves marked A. I’ve just spent half an hour trying to explain the Library of Congress classification system to him.”

“So what’s he doing now?”

“Pretending he knows how to search the online catalog. In a few minutes, he’ll come and ask me for help.”

“You don’t volunteer it?”

“Not to the snotty,” she replied. “They have to ask. Politely.”

“I don’t know how you stand it. I was wondering if you’d had a chance to do that research I asked you about.”

“You mean trying to find you some contemporary accounts of Burt Wood’s disappearance? I made some photocopies for you, though I don’t know why you’re still interested. You heard what Ruth said. Sam’s pretty much out of it now, unless they can prove he’s been selling nickel-bags of jimsonweed.”

“Anything’s possible. In the meantime, I’m still curious. I’d like to know more about the whole Burt Wood, Frank Frost thing.”

She pursed her lips and stared at me suspiciously. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with Sylvie not-your-girlfriend Wood?”

“So what if it does? Are you the library police?”

“No,” she replied smoothly, “I’m a highly trained information specialist. I

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