cellular phone when a pickup truck sped by and braked quickly for the turn to the Slash Z. Jim dropped the phone in his lap and hit the car horn repeatedly. The truck stopped at the cattle guard.
'What is it?' Molly said, somewhat startled.
'That's Edgar Cox. Drive over to him.'
Edgar Cox waited for the car to pull up, wondering who in the hell had flagged him down. Cody crawled into his lap, rolled down the window, and leaned out. Elizabeth, kneeling on the bench seat, stared out the rear window.
Jim got out of the Mustang and stepped over to Edgar's truck.
'Mr. Cox,' he said.
'I'm in a hurry, Jim,' Edgar replied.
'Looking for Karen?'
'How did you know?'
'We saw her drive in with Phil.'
Edgar relaxed a bit.
'That's a relief.'
'Why do you say that?'
'She left me a note. It threw me for a loop. Maybe I'm getting too suspicious in my old age.'
'Can I see it?'
Edgar handed Jim the note.
'I thought maybe she was in some sort of trouble,' Edgar said.
Jim read the note.
'What makes you say that?'
Molly was at Jim's side. He passed the note to her.
'The way it's written, the words she used, the little squiggle near the end of it. I thought it looked like a Z with a slash through it.'
'It does,' Jim replied.
'I agree,' Molly said as she returned the note to Edgar.
'Who is this woman?' Edgar asked, as he put the note away.
'My partner, Officer Hamilton,' Jim replied.
Edgar nodded a greeting at Molly and turned his attention back to Stiles.
'It's just as well Karen is with Phil. I can kill two birds with one stone.'
'Meaning?'
'Family business, Jim.' He clutched and put the truck in gear.
'It's not your concern.'
Jim reached in, killed the engine, and took the key from the ignition.
Edgar gave him a hard look.
'Why did you do that?'
'What if Karen is in trouble?'
'Sitting here jabbering with you and your partner won't answer that question,' Edgar snapped.
'I'm sure it's just a family visit.'
'Don't bullshit me, Edgar. Karen hasn't stepped onto Slash Z property in over twenty years, if ever.
And we're just back from Arizona, where we had a nice chat with Eugene's wife, Louise. So whatever is going on, we're in on it. Now, I'm going to call and talk to Phil before any of us move down that road.'
'What for?'
'Because I've got a bad feeling about this. Was Kevin Kerney with Karen today?'
'I don't know. I haven't seen my daughter since early this morning.'
Jim stepped back to the Mustang, grabbed the cellular phone, and dialed the number. Phil's wife, Doris, answered.
'Doris, this is Jim Stiles. Is Phil home?'
'Jim! I was so very sorry to hear what happened to you. Are you up and around now?'
'I'm much better, thanks. Is Phil there?'
'Not yet.'
'Do you know where he is?' Jim asked.
'I have no idea.'
'Is he with Eugene?'
'No. But Sheriff Gatewood is. His police car is parked outside.'
'Is anyone with Omar, Doris?'
'I think so. PJ said he saw a man with him. I don't know who it is.'
'Let me talk to PJ.'
'He's down at the barn doing chores,' Doris said.
'If you miss Phil, I'll let him know you called when he gets home.'
'Thanks, Doris.' Jim hit the disconnect button.
'Phil and Karen haven't showed up yet, and Omar Gatewood, who was supposed to be in Silver City, is with Gene. He brought somebody with him. I think it may be Kerney.
'I'm going to give you some lawful orders, Edgar, and I expect you to follow them,' Jim continued.
'Officer Hamilton and I are going to ride in the back of your truck. If we see anything unusual at all, I'll order you to stop. Do it right away. If not, just before you reach the ranch, there's a slight downgrade as you come around the last hill.'
'I grew up here, damn it!'
'Yes, sir. I know that. Stop the truck before the curve and stay in the vehicle until I do a sweep, just to make sure everything is all right.'
'Is all this necessary?' Edgar demanded, as he took the truck keys back from Stiles.
Cody looked at Jim with wide, excited eyes. Edgar pulled him away from the open window and sat him down on the seat.
'Just do as I say, Mr. Cox,' Jim said in exasperation.
'Understand?'
'I can follow orders.'
'Good. Are you carrying any firearms?'
'There's a Colt thirty-eight in the glove box.'
'Grab it by the barrel and hand it over.'
Edgar gave Jim the pistol, and he handed it to Molly.
'Hold on to this for me.'
'This is ridiculous,' Edgar said.
'Maybe so, but Padilla Canyon taught me a lesson.
I'm not making any more assumptions about what is safe and what isn't until I check things out.'
'You'd better know what you're doing,' Edgar warned.
Bouncing along in the back of the truck, Molly sat with the pistol cradled in her hands. She looked at the gun and glanced over at Jim, who was resting against the wheel well.
'Officer Hamilton?' she whispered.
Jim grimaced.
'I didn't want to tell him you were my girl.'
'Do you know what you're doing?'
'I think so.'
'It turns you on, doesn't it?'
'What turns me on?'
'Cop stuff.'
Jim chewed his lip before answering.
'Yeah, sometimes it does. Does that bother you?'
'No. What bothers me is that maybe you'll get hurt again.'
