meet me yesterday, but he never showed.”
Josie nodded, satisfied she had been the obstacle that had stopped the deal. Medrano’s last local connection was on his way to jail for murder.
* * *
After work that night, Josie stopped by Colt Goff’s apartment downtown. It was eight o’clock, and Colt invited her into the apartment. It had been cleaned, though it still smelled like stale cigarettes. Her hair had been cut, still spiked, but not so long. Josie thought she looked more put together, less defiant and angry.
A book, Mastering the SAT, was lying open on the couch. Josie pointed to it. “Going back to school?”
Colt grinned, her expression sheepish. “Maybe. I can’t stack books the rest of my life. I’m thinking about training to be a phlebotomist. I’ve been thinking about it for a long time. Seemed like a good time to make a change in my life.”
Chief Gray sat on the chair across from the couch and wished her well. “I just wanted to let you know we found out who killed your dad. I didn’t want you to hear about it from gossip on the street.” She took a deep breath and dreaded the moment. Colt nodded for her to continue. “It was Kenny Winning.”
Colt’s face drained of color, her expression changing from shock to denial and confusion. “That can’t be. I used to date Kenny! He would never do something like that.” She shook her head no repeatedly.
“It had nothing to do with you, Colt. Nothing to do with your relationship with Kenny. He claims he found your dad looking into his sister’s windows. Taking pictures of her. They got into a fight over it. Your dad reached for a gun, and Kenny fired first.”
“What will happen to him? To Kenny?”
“I don’t know. That’s not up to me. He was stupid, but I don’t think he planned any of it. That will help him some.”
“You know the Gunners is why we broke up? I couldn’t handle the whole gun thing. I told Kenny no good can come from them. He thought I was just making some statement because I hated my dad.” She paused and stared at Josie for a moment. “And look what happens.”
Colt slumped back onto the couch, her face slack and lifeless. “Is it true? Did my dad—?”
Josie nodded, wishing she could protect her from the truth, but knowing the story would be front page in the newspaper by the next day. “I’ve seen the pictures. They came from your dad’s camera.”
Tears began rolling down Colt’s face, but her hands remained limp in her lap. She looked as if all the strength in her body had been drained.
Josie stood from the chair and sat beside Colt on the couch. She pulled the girl into her chest and wrapped her arms around her. Colt’s weak body began to shake, and the tears came for a long time. Josie knew the girl had no one. No family, no boyfriend to call on. Josie’s job made it painfully aware to her how alone and lonely so many people were.
After some time, Colt pulled away. She stood up and went into the bathroom and washed her face. When she returned, she’d pulled herself together somewhat.
“You can’t let this derail you.” Josie pointed to the study guide. “You’re on the right track. You deserve better than what you’ve gotten so far in life.”
“I get what you’re saying, but what good does that do me? Lots of people deserve better.”
“I believe, in the end, people get what they give. If you give hate and grief to people, it’s what you get back in return. I see it every day. That’s not who you are, though. I’m a pretty good read of people. You stay true to who you are, and someday you’ll find your peace.”
Colt considered her for a long moment. “Have you found yours?”
Josie looked at her. “I’m still trying. I’ll get there one of these days.”
* * *
On her way home that night, Josie received a phone call from Lou asking her to drop by the department. The sheriff had left a present for her. As Josie got out of her jeep, she saw two metal cages on the sidewalk by the front door of the police department. Lou was bent over one of them, poking her finger through the cage. She stood up, smiling wide, when Josie stepped onto the sidewalk.
“What’s up?”
Lou said, “Sheriff thought you needed these.”
Josie frowned, shook her head no. “Why would he think