Chapter 13

“I didn’t kill him,” Violet repeated. “But there was somethin’ that woman said to me. She said: ‘men like that don’t deserve to live.’ I think she knew. She knew what kinda man Munts was; what he’d done.”

A tiny laugh escaped Mary’s throat. It was short and poisonous. “Well, if you see her again, be sure to give her my thanks.” She finally stepped out of Violet’s arms and turned to her with a frown. “If that’s the truth, you’d best get to Sheriff Anderson and talk to him.”

“Why? We already talked.”

“I saw him after church. He told his deputies to stop lookin’ for your China woman.”

“What for?”

“Because it ain’t just Eustace Carpenter who thinks you’re guilty, Violet.”

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