Chapter 5

“Boss, there’s a boy came to the door. He say his uncle be staying at the Bandy, and he need to talk to the girls. Miss Justine, she waitin’ on you yonder near the back stairway. She know more than me ‘bout him.”

“Did you call the sheriff?” Lloyd Campbell was my go-to guy when wayfarers arrived and needed help. He and Yarnell Grace, the nurse who worked the night shift at the downtown clinic. Without the two of them, I wouldn’t know what to do sometimes.

“Oh. No, boss. Maybe somebody else did?” Greg plucked at his sleeve with his head bowed.

“Don’t worry. We’ll get it straightened out,” I assured him.