The Immortal Game
“Ludlow, at the base of Mount Okemo, had prospered from the ski boom, and this time of year out-of-state plates outnumbered local ones. Lonny’s grandmother had been born and raised there with his uncles, Tom and Jack.
Chief Eddie had a house on Lake Rescue, right next to his Uncle’s spread. Lonny had known Herb since he was about two years old.
“Christ, Dylan Lonagan, nice as hell to see you.”
They shook hands. Herb’s office was small and messy but charming, just like the chief.
“Tom said you might stop by. What’s up?”
Lonny couldn’t help but smile. “Well, Chief—”
“Son, you call me Herb, dammit.”
“Well, Herb, it’s about that mess you had a few days ago.”
Herb nodded. “Uh-huh. I kinda figured. Mind shutting the door, partner?”
Lonny pulled it shut.
Herb rubbed a hand down his face. “Biggest thing to happen in this little town since who knows when.”
“How goes the investigation?”
Herb gave a weak laugh. “What investigation?”
Lonny raised his eyebrows.
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