Jamison and Denning on the crime scene van. As they

set up floodlights so that Percy Denning could photo-

graph the remains from all angles, Richards took down

the witness’s name and address and the few pertinent

facts he could tell them, then Dwight thanked him for

his help and told him he was free to go.

“I can get someone to run you home.”

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“Naw, that’s all right. Like I say, I just live around the

curve yonder.” He seemed reluctant to leave.

An EMT truck was called to transport the legs over to

Chapel Hill to see what the ME could tell them from a

medical viewpoint.

“We already checked with the county hospitals,”

Detective Jack Jamison reported. “No double amputees

so far. McLamb’s calling Raleigh, Smithfield, Fuquay,

and Fayetteville.”

“We have any missing persons at the moment?”

Dwight asked.

“Just that old man with Alzheimer’s that walked away

from that nursing home down in Black Creek around

Christmas. His daughter’s still on the phone to us al-

most every day.”

Despite an intensive search with a helicopter and

dogs, the old man had never been found.

“I hear the family’s suing the place for a half a million

dollars,” said Mayleen Richards.

“A half-million dollars for an eighty-year-old man?”

Jamison was incredulous.

“Well, a nursing home in Dobbs wound up paying fifty

thousand for the woman they lost and she was in her nine-

ties. And think if it was your granddaddy,” said Richards,

a touch of cynicism in her voice. “Wouldn’t it take a half-

million to wipe out your pain and mental anguish?”

Jamison took another look at those sturdy legs. In the

glare of Denning’s floodlight, they looked whiter than

ever. “That old guy was black, though, and they said he

didn’t weigh but about a hundred pounds.”

“Too bad we don’t have even some shoes and socks

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to give us a lead on who he was or what he did,” said

Richards. “You reckon he’s workboots or loafers?”

She leaned in for a closer look. “No corns or calluses

and the toenails are clean. Trimmed, too. I doubt if they

gave him a pedicure first.”

It was another half hour before the EMT truck ar-

rived. While they waited, Denning carefully searched

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