“Can I get you a cup of coffee?” she asked me.
“But why?” she asked. “You don’t work for the government.”
“This is Red Boy territory, man,” the big guy said. Explaining the bandannas. “What’s whitey doing in Red Boy territory?”
The guy at the desk swiveled his tired gaze toward me.
“So tell it to me,” I said. “I need to know.”
“The witness is Chief Morrison,” Finlay said. “The chief of police. He says he was sure he had seen you before. Now he has remembered where.”