“I won’t.”
“You’re going to see Mrs. Lintig?”
“Yes.”
“And you want to approach her as a Blade reporter?”
“That’s what I have in mind.”
She said, “That might make complications, Donald. And I don’t think Uncle would like it.”
“That’s going to be too bad. I’ll have to add your uncle as well as Charlie to my list of local enemies.”
“Don’t you want your mail?” she asked.
“Not now,” I said. “I’ll see you after a while. The person I asked about couldn’t have been a sheriff’s deputy, could he?”
“No. They wear big sombreros — and are a pretty decent bunch.”