Innocent Target. Elisabeth Rees

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      “You’re doing what?” Deputy Shane Harmon slapped his thigh while doubling over with laughter. “You’re renting an apartment at the Linklater house? You sure must be a glutton for punishment. Some people say that she’s bad news.”

      Ryan bristled at the criticism of Kitty. She might be mistakenly loyal to her father, but she was a good and decent person underneath it all. After a lot of reflection, he’d concluded that her heart was in the right place. He only wished that her head would overrule her strong emotions.

      “Come on now, Shane, she’s not that bad,” Ryan said. “She’s had a rough couple of years, what with all the publicity about her father’s crime, and now she’s convinced that somebody is trying to kill her.”

      “Kill her?” Shane questioned with a dubious frown. “She’s not exactly Bethesda’s favorite person, but I don’t think anybody would want her dead.”

      “Well, someone certainly tried to hurt her yesterday. I chased him to a boat on the lake, which I’d like you to try to trace.”

      “There are a lot of boats that use the lake, so it’ll be tough to locate the owner,” Shane said. “Does Kitty have any idea who it might be?”

      “No, but she reckons the attack is linked to her investigation into the Molly Thomas murder.”

      Shane pinched his lips together in disgust. “The Molly Thomas murder is solved. Can’t we just let that little girl rest in peace, so her family can try to move on?”

      “You won’t hear any argument from me on that,” Ryan said, instantly conjuring up an image of his parents, and how hard the loss of Gina had been on them. If anyone had been around, constantly talking about the trial, trying to cast doubt on the conviction, it would have destroyed their tattered peace of mind. “But Kitty’s got it in her head that the real killer is trying to stop her from getting to the truth.”

      “The only truth is that Kitty’s made enemies around here, asking all her intrusive questions and publishing newspaper articles criticizing our police work. If somebody is targeting her, she’s only got herself to blame. She needs to stop what she’s doing or else she might come to real harm.”

      “That’s not fair,” Ryan stated. “She’s not doing anything illegal and she has the right to live in peace, just like everyone else. We don’t have to agree with her, but it’s our sworn duty to protect her.”

      “Yes, sir.” Shane appeared contrite. “I guess I went too far there. It’s a touchy subject, but you’re right that she shouldn’t be afraid to speak her mind. But she’s not the only outspoken one in this town. I just hope you know what you’re doing by renting her apartment.” He nodded to the street, where some residents were making their way to the station, faces fixed with angry expressions. “Because when these folk hear that you’re rooming with Kitty, they won’t be happy.”

      Before he could reply, the door opened and Frank Price walked in with his grandson, Buzz.

      Frank was the owner of the hardware store and Buzz was just eighteen, recently graduated from high school and now working for his granddad. Close behind the two men were Carla Torlioni and her husband, Joe, from the café. And all were carrying copies of the Comanche Times.

      Frank slapped the newspaper on the counter. “We need you to put a stop to Kitty Linklater.”

      Ryan read the headline at the top of the page the paper was opened to: “Bethesda Man Challenges His Murder Conviction.” He scanned the story below, learning that Kitty had tracked down a man who could corroborate her father’s alibi on the night in question. Apparently, Molly’s time of death had been approximately 11:00 p.m., whereas a new witness placed Harry in the Starlight Bar from 8:00 p.m. until 2:00 a.m. From the looks of the man’s photo, visible in the corner of the article, he was a heavy drinker and possibly a transient, not exactly a model witness.

      “That poor Thomas family has been through quite enough,” Carla said. “It’s not right.”

      There were murmurs of agreement from all present in the station, even from Shane. Ryan could understand why. If somebody had been fighting to undermine the conviction of Cody Jones, he would’ve fought against it with the same level of resentment. What Kitty was doing was perhaps morally wrong.

      But it wasn’t illegal. And it was his job to uphold only the law.

      “I’m afraid there’s nothing that can be done about Kitty’s investigation,” Ryan said. “She’s perfectly entitled to make these claims, whether we like it or not.”

      “So you’re saying we just have to put up with it?” Carla said.

      “Why don’t you complain to the newspaper people?” he suggested. “They’re the ones printing the articles.”

      “We’ve already done that,” Frank said. “But we want someone with official authority to get involved. You’re meant to keep order around here, so do something.”

      “And just what would you suggest I do?” Ryan asked, a little perplexed. “Arrest her? For what?”

      “Can’t you warn her to stop stirring up trouble?” Frank asked. “Why can’t Kitty move away and leave us in peace? It’d be nice to see the entire Linklater family gone from these parts.”

      “This is Kitty’s town, too, and I don’t think she has any intention of going anywhere.” Ryan wondered if he should let the townsfolk know of his new living arrangements, but decided that now was not a good time. “I hope nobody thinks they can force Kitty out of her family home. She was attacked by a masked man yesterday, and I’m very concerned for her safety. If anyone knows anything about this attack, I’d appreciate you sharing that information.”

      The station fell quiet.

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