The Double-Jack Murders: A Sheriff Bo Tully Mystery (Sheriff Bo Tully Mysteries) by Patrick F. McManus Page B
Authors: Patrick F. McManus
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far as the campsite.”
Dave nudged Bo in the ribs. “Better take a look in your rearview mirror.”
“I’ve been watching it.” He pulled over to the edge of the road and stopped.
Pap grabbed his rifle. “What you watching?”
“There’s a vehicle following us,” Dave said. “Hangs there about half a mile back. Now that we’re stopped, it stopped. It’s about the size of a BB.”
“The size of a BB!” Pap said. “That’s small enough we could tromp it to death.” He opened the door and stepped out.
“It’s a blue Ford pickup,” Tully said. “I make it out to be an ’85 four-by-four with a dented left fender.”
“Man, either you have eyes like an eagle,” Dave said, “or you’re totally full of it.”
“Check it out, Dave. There’s a pair of glasses in the glove compartment, if you’re hard of seeing.”
Dave grabbed the binoculars, stepped out of the cab, and stood next to Pap. He brought the binoculars to his eyes and brought them into focus. “He’s just sitting there, watching us.”
“What kind of vehicle?”
“Looks like a blue pickup,” Dave said. “Ford.”
“How about the dent in the left fender?” Tully asked.
“I can’t see that even with the glasses.”
“And you call yourself an Indian!”
“Forget what I call myself,” Dave said. “I was thinking Kincaidmight be tailing us. Maybe he followed us all the way to the ranch. A guy like Kincaid could kill Agatha, Bernice, and Bunny just to pass the time until he could get a shot at us.”
“You’re right, Dave! That’s exactly what Kincaid would do.” Tully dug his cell phone out of the glove compartment and dialed. Daisy answered.
“Bo! It’s about time you called!”
“Why? What’s up?” He could not still a cold shiver that ran through him.
“Just about everything. An old couple in a cabin up on Woods Lake have been murdered. Family members found them this morning, both of them shot to death. Whoever did it took several guns, the couple’s car, and some other stuff, according to people who knew them.”
“What kind of car?”
“A red Humvee.”
“Put out an APB on the car. Tell the state patrol I’d like a couple of troopers patrolling the highway to Angst and ten miles beyond and to be on the lookout for that red Humvee. He may have switched cars by now, though.”
“You think Kincaid killed them?”
“Kill an old couple for their car? Sounds just like him. He would do it for sport. Now here’s what I want you to do. I know you’re spending nights at my mom’s house, but I want you to drop everything and get over to her place right now. Take your gun and don’t bother coming into the office tomorrow. Stay at Mom’s until I get back. You understand, Daisy?”
“But what about the office?”
“Flo can run it from the radio room. Herb can do whatever Herb does, but he’s to stay in the office night and day. Now get me Lurch.”
“Lurch is up at Woods Lake doing the cabin.”
“Okay. Where’s Thorpe?”
“Ernie just came in.”
“Great! Tell him to get up to Agatha’s ranch pronto. Run flat-out and emergency all the way. I want him armed to the teeth. You can tell him how to get there and to stay until he hears from me.”
“Will do. I don’t know where Pugh is. He stopped by the murder scene at Woods Lake earlier and nobody has seen him since. I hear he was shaking with rage when he left.”
“Don’t worry about Brian. I’ve got him busy. At least I hope I have.”
“Be careful, Bo!”
He could tell she was upset. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll get this under control pretty fast.”
He punched off and dialed again. Bernice answered.
“Bernice! Listen, I never meant to get you and Agatha and Bunny involved in this, but that maniac who’s trying to kill me, if he thinks you’re friends of mine he might try to kill you ladies just for the heck of it. If he followed us he may know where you live. Both Agatha and you know how to handle guns and
Dave nudged Bo in the ribs. “Better take a look in your rearview mirror.”
“I’ve been watching it.” He pulled over to the edge of the road and stopped.
Pap grabbed his rifle. “What you watching?”
“There’s a vehicle following us,” Dave said. “Hangs there about half a mile back. Now that we’re stopped, it stopped. It’s about the size of a BB.”
“The size of a BB!” Pap said. “That’s small enough we could tromp it to death.” He opened the door and stepped out.
“It’s a blue Ford pickup,” Tully said. “I make it out to be an ’85 four-by-four with a dented left fender.”
“Man, either you have eyes like an eagle,” Dave said, “or you’re totally full of it.”
“Check it out, Dave. There’s a pair of glasses in the glove compartment, if you’re hard of seeing.”
Dave grabbed the binoculars, stepped out of the cab, and stood next to Pap. He brought the binoculars to his eyes and brought them into focus. “He’s just sitting there, watching us.”
“What kind of vehicle?”
“Looks like a blue pickup,” Dave said. “Ford.”
“How about the dent in the left fender?” Tully asked.
“I can’t see that even with the glasses.”
“And you call yourself an Indian!”
“Forget what I call myself,” Dave said. “I was thinking Kincaidmight be tailing us. Maybe he followed us all the way to the ranch. A guy like Kincaid could kill Agatha, Bernice, and Bunny just to pass the time until he could get a shot at us.”
“You’re right, Dave! That’s exactly what Kincaid would do.” Tully dug his cell phone out of the glove compartment and dialed. Daisy answered.
“Bo! It’s about time you called!”
“Why? What’s up?” He could not still a cold shiver that ran through him.
“Just about everything. An old couple in a cabin up on Woods Lake have been murdered. Family members found them this morning, both of them shot to death. Whoever did it took several guns, the couple’s car, and some other stuff, according to people who knew them.”
“What kind of car?”
“A red Humvee.”
“Put out an APB on the car. Tell the state patrol I’d like a couple of troopers patrolling the highway to Angst and ten miles beyond and to be on the lookout for that red Humvee. He may have switched cars by now, though.”
“You think Kincaid killed them?”
“Kill an old couple for their car? Sounds just like him. He would do it for sport. Now here’s what I want you to do. I know you’re spending nights at my mom’s house, but I want you to drop everything and get over to her place right now. Take your gun and don’t bother coming into the office tomorrow. Stay at Mom’s until I get back. You understand, Daisy?”
“But what about the office?”
“Flo can run it from the radio room. Herb can do whatever Herb does, but he’s to stay in the office night and day. Now get me Lurch.”
“Lurch is up at Woods Lake doing the cabin.”
“Okay. Where’s Thorpe?”
“Ernie just came in.”
“Great! Tell him to get up to Agatha’s ranch pronto. Run flat-out and emergency all the way. I want him armed to the teeth. You can tell him how to get there and to stay until he hears from me.”
“Will do. I don’t know where Pugh is. He stopped by the murder scene at Woods Lake earlier and nobody has seen him since. I hear he was shaking with rage when he left.”
“Don’t worry about Brian. I’ve got him busy. At least I hope I have.”
“Be careful, Bo!”
He could tell she was upset. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll get this under control pretty fast.”
He punched off and dialed again. Bernice answered.
“Bernice! Listen, I never meant to get you and Agatha and Bunny involved in this, but that maniac who’s trying to kill me, if he thinks you’re friends of mine he might try to kill you ladies just for the heck of it. If he followed us he may know where you live. Both Agatha and you know how to handle guns and
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