Tax Assassin
Markleman said. “Any chance of getting
dinner?”
    “ Who is your captain?” Seth
asked.
    “ Shepperson,” Detective
Bodie smiled.
    “ Told you about
Maresol?”
    The detectives laughed.
    “ Shep has a deep fondness
for Maresol,” Seth laughed.
    “ He told us,” Detective
Markleman said. Imitating his captain, he said, “Drive fast and
you’ll get the best dinner you’ve had in your entire life by the
most amazing woman.”
    Seth laughed. As if on cue, Maresol appeared
in the doorway.
    “ Are you staying for
dinner?” she asked.
    “ They work for Shep,” Seth
said.
    “ Oh good Lord,” she left
without another word.
    Seth laughed.
    “ What can I do for you?”
Seth asked.
    “ We saw your email this
morning,” Detective Bodie said. “You probably heard we had some
trouble last summer.”
    Seth shook his head.
    “ That’s right,” Detective
Markleman said. “You were involved in that Saint Jude thing. Didn’t
you get the First Responders?”
    Seth nodded.
    “ Sounded bad,” Detective
Markleman said. “I heard you could see and hear, but not move. That
right?”
    Seth nodded.
    “ And anything they did to
save you would have killed you?”
    “ That’s about it,” Seth
said.
    The detectives shook their heads.
    “ So, I missed some trouble
in Casper?” Seth asked.
    “ We had a weird situation,”
Detective Markleman said.
    “ One of the state
representatives was shot, killed, in Casper,” Detective Bodie said.
“Looked like a hunting accident.”
    “ Hunting on a private
reserve,” Detective Markleman added.
    “ Shot while he was out,”
Detective Bodie said.
    “ It happens,” Seth said.
“Did he die?”
    “ Clean shot,” Detective
Bodie said. “Straight through the heart.”
    “ The weird thing was . . .”
Detective Markleman and Detective Bodie shared a look.
    “ What was that?” Seth
asked.
    “ We took a lot of shit for
this last summer,” Detective Bodie said. “We wouldn’t be here if
the captain hadn’t ordered us to come. Now here we are and . .
.”
    “ We debated how much to
tell you the whole way down, because I’ll tell you, Criminal
Investigations thinks we’re nuts.”
    “ Okay,” Seth said. “What
was the weird thing? Start from the beginning. Feel free to repeat
yourself.”
    Detective Markleman nodded to his partner
for him to set up the case.
    “ The representative was
shot while he was out hunting elk on a private reserve,” Detective
Bodie said. “That’s not a big deal. I’d say it’s not a common
outcome from those trips, but hell, the vice-president shot his
friend on a hunting trip.”
    “ It happens,” Seth
said.
    “ Right,” Detective Bodie
said. “Almost an exact match to their ammo – same weapon, same
reload. Forensics even says it’s similar enough lead. Tire weights,
most likely.”
    “ But?”
    “ He was shot with a hollow
point,” Detective Bodie said. “They didn’t load hollow points.
Wyoming CI says the hollow point musta got mixed in by
accident.”
    “ It happens,” Seth
repeated.
    “ Even the owner of the
ranch said it’s possible.”
    “ Anything’s possible,” Seth
said. “Doesn’t mean it happened.”
    “ Exactly,” Detective Bodie
said.
    “ Find any
brass?”
    “ No,” Detective Bodie said.
“They weren’t experienced hunters.”
    “ They shot multiple times,”
Seth said.
    “ Every mark,” Detective
Markleman nodded.
    “ If the shooter was from
the hunting party, we should have the brass,” Detective Bodie said.
“We found bupkis. Perfect shot, no brass. We figure it’s got to be
military, CIA, DHS, or something. Official word is no .”
    “ There are a lot of vets in
Wyoming,” Detective Markleman said. “Those kids get home from the
Middle East and want to hide some place they don’t have to deal
with too many people. Wyoming is perfect for them.”
    “ Catch anyone?”
    “ The captain liked a guy
for it but . . .” Detective Bodie said.
    “ Shepperson’s a good cop,”
Seth
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