Page 24 of Stormy Ride

I hustled down the back hall to check it out with Savanna and get her permission, because it was her store.

“Hey, Travis. A daytime visit cheers me up.”

I held up the poster. “Work-related, although seeing you cheers me up too.”

She laughed. “Nice comeback. Let me look at it.”

“Randy’s killers.”

“You make this?”

“Molly.”

“It’s great. Let me show you our community bulletin board and we’ll give it a prime spot.”

“Thanks. Appreciate it.”

We walked through the store, and she asked me, “Do you think those guys will try for more horses in our county?”

“Based on my preliminary investigation, I have to say there are strong indications they’ve already been looking at other ranches.”

“Jesus, Travis. You sound like a goddamned TV cop.”

“Sorry.”

Savanna stopped in front of the big bulletin board not far from the front entrance. She moved a few items around to make room for the big poster and then tacked it up front and center.

“There. That should get everybody’s attention.”

“Thanks, I owe you one.”

“Buy me a drink later.” She winked at me.

“I’ll see you at the Run.”

Coyote Creek Credit Union.

Next stop, the bank. Only one choice in Coyote Creek—everybody used the credit union. I walked in and checked for a bulletin board and didn’t see one.

I walked up to one of the tellers who didn’t have a customer and asked her. “Does the bank have a bulletin board?”

She smiled. “We do. You got something to post, Sheriff?”

“I’ve got a wanted poster I’d like to put up. It’s important.”

“Is this about the guys who killed Randy Quade?”

“You got it, Wilma.” I showed her the poster.

“Wow, that should get a lot of attention. Let me show you where our board is.” She headed to the other side of the bank. “It’s over here in the customer lounge.”

Wilma was tacking the poster up for me when Miller Ravary happened to pass by and stopped to see what we were doing.

“Ah, you’re here on official business, Sheriff.”

“Getting the word out on horse thieves and killers,” I said. “Any problem posting the bulletin here?”

“None. That board is dedicated to community service. Could I speak to you in my office for a second?”