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Chapter 16 Solutions
Solution
As Leroy and I had discussed, all parties were assembled in the downstairs conference room of the Gibson County Sheriff’s office. Some wore county provided clothing and handcuffs – some did not. This was my show – I had better make it work.
Along with our cast of characters were sheriff Epsee, deputies Jeff Cole, Scotty Perry and FBI agent Giltner. The room was…
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Chapter 15 Pieces to the Puzzle
Chapter 15 Pieces to the Puzzle
Pieces to the Puzzle
I guessed Ted Blaylock to be in his mid 40’s, just about right for a World War II pilot – which he was. Slender, balding and a significant presence of intelligence in his manner and speech. Air Force Captains were a well-respected group – Ted Blaylock fit that model.
He greeted me at the hanger door. “Hello, Mr. Reno. Very nice to meet you –…
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Chapter 14 Tragedy
Tragedy
Liz headed back to Memphis early, so she dropped me off at Chief’s in time to join the breakfast crowd.
I got a curious look from Nickie, then took a seat at the counter and ordered Ronnie’s breakfast special – pancakes and sausage.
It was time for a call to Monica Jeffers. So, while waiting for breakfast, I used the outside payphone to make that call.
I…
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Chapter 13 Confusion
I had a few hours before my date with Liz, so I found a comfortable stool at Nickie’s bar and waited for events to unfold.
Ronnie had a small television over the bar, which remained on mute. But it didn’t matter; you couldn’t hear it over the jukebox anyway. I could, at least, get some feeling for what was happening outside Humboldt.
“Nickie, I’ll take a Jack and Coke, and…
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Chapter 12 Strategy
Strategy
I thought Nickie would faint when I walked into the restaurant and waved – it was 5 minutes past eight. Leroy was already seated in the booth, and had coffee ready for both of us.
I ordered biscuits and gravy, and we ate while he briefed me on the Bosley Buick caper. He was still a bit sensitive about the whole thing, but I know it was a big feather in his cap to…
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Chapter 15 Pieces to the Puzzle
Chapter 15 Pieces to the Puzzle
I guessed Ted Blaylock to be in his mid 40’s, just about right for a World War II pilot – which he was. Slender, balding and a significant presence of intelligence in his manner and speech. Air Force Captains were a well-respected group – Ted Blaylock fit that model.
He greeted me at the hanger door. “Hello, Mr. Reno. Very nice to meet you – I’ve heard so much about you from…
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Chapter 11 Ransom
Ransom
I was busy playing with the mail and anxiously waiting on the return call from Larry, when Marcie buzzed and said I had a visitor.
“Who is it?” I asked.
“His says his name is Phillip Chaney. He claims you two recently met.”
I’m not sure we ever really met, but I told her to send him over.
Phillip Chaney was a handsome young man. Tall, muscular, athletic and blond wavy…
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Chapter 10; The Missing File
Chapter 10; The Missing File
The Missing File
From the Peabody parking garage I headed straight for the kitchen. It was early – 11 o’clock. Having an office at the Peabody allowed me to eat in the employee dining room – usually for free. Their large kitchen prepared food for the various hotel restaurants, room service and contracted catering. That meant there was usually food left over, and…
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Chapter 9; City Hall
Chapter 9; City Hall
City Hall
Repeating myself, I am not an early person. Eight o’clock on Sunday morning was not a time I ever knew existed – much less participated in. However, Larry’s message was urgent and I knew he was serious – Larry was my friend.
Parking was no problem; the garage was almost empty. The desk sergeant directed me to a third floor conference room. I grabbed a cup of stale coffee from a pot…
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Chapter 8; Planes, Trains and Automobiles
Chapter 8; Planes, Trains and Automobiles
Planes, Trains and Automobiles
Liz had to work a noon flight to London, so she dropped me off at my car on her way back to Memphis. The old Ford looked lonely sitting in that field all by herself – I had left her all night. It worked out best to ride with Liz and her Corvette – she didn’t like my car anyway.
When I got back to Chief’s the breakfast crowd was…
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Chapter 7; The Party
Chapter 7; The Party
The Party
The geography was perfect. Humboldt airport was located just across the highway from the Humboldt County Club, and the Mary Ellen Maxwell house was situated less than a quarter mile from the runway. Logistics were also perfect. Caddies from the club drove golf carts, shuffling people from the airport to the club, to the Maxwell house and to/from the parking areas. Parking was either…
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Chapter 6; Kathy and Sam
Chapter 6; Kathy and Sam
Kathy and Sam
I grabbed a quick breakfast, a coffee to go, a handful of dimes and settled in at the pay phone out front.
My first call was to the Gibson County Sheriff, Leroy Epsee – he, of course, wasn’t in. I did speak with Deputy Jeff Cole and asked him to tell Leroy I was in town and would like to buy him lunch, if possible. He agreed to give him…
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Chapter 5; Jackson Tennessee
Chapter 5; Jackson Tennessee
Jackson, Tennessee
Larry Parker had called twice by the time I walked in the lobby door of the Peabody – it was almost eleven o’clock.
Marcie yelled across her desk, “Hey Carson, the police are looking for you this morning. A Captain Parker has already called twice. You in trouble?”
“I am always in trouble,” I shouted back. “Just sometimes more in…
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Chapter 7; The Par
Chapter 7; The Par
The Party
The geography was perfect. Humboldt airport was located just across the highway from the Humboldt County Club, and the Mary Ellen Maxwell house was situated less than a quarter mile from the runway. Logistics were also perfect. Caddies from the club drove golf carts, shuffling people from the airport to the club, to the Maxwell house and to/from…
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