Fat hen farm 01- Killer tracks Read Free Page B

Ms. Wilson? We found it next to the body.” Kitty leaned forward to get a better look and her eyes widened with surprise. “That looks like the gun Roger gave me several years ago,” she said, confused.
    “This is your gun. Where did you keep it?”
    “In the glove compartment of my car. But I haven’t real y paid much attention to whether it’s there or not. I’ve never used the gun except for a few lessons when Roger first gave it to me.”
    “Why did Mr. Wilson give you a gun?”
    Kitty sighed and told him, “When I was working nights at the potato chip factory, there was a creepy guy who kept harassing me and Roger thought I should have some protection. I real y didn’t want the gun, but he insisted. I kept it in the glove compartment.” Looking directly into Kitty’s eyes, the police chief asked, “When was the last time you saw it in your glove compartment?”
    “When I bought my truck from David, I transferred everything from my old car to the new truck. That was two weeks ago.”
    “Did anyone else know about your gun and where you kept it?”
    Kitty paused to think about who might have known. “Roger knew and I told Tina about it. I guess David might have seen it at some point, and the other people working at Jimmie’s Auto might have seen it. Why was my gun in the barn?”
    “Someone shot your husband. Where is your car now? Is it at the farm? We need to check it for evidence.” Kitty’s mouth fel open. “I left my car at Jimmie’s for repairs. They gave me a loaner.”
    “Did you move the gun to the loaner?”
    “No. I didn’t. Jimmie said he would have everything transferred from my truck to the loaner. I never checked though.”
    “I think that’s everything for now. Thank you for your cooperation. Please don’t leave town, we may need to question you further as this case goes along. You are free to leave. Ms. Carlson, would you give Ms. Wilson a ride back to her farm please.” Kitty looked from Herb to Louise but saw nothing in their expressionless faces. She was going to have to figure out what happened and make sure this murder didn’t lead to her.
    “I don’t need a ride. I’l cal Tina to pick me up.”
    Kitty turned and walked out of the police station with her head held high, only to nearly crash into David and Candy heading into the station.
    “You haven’t been arrested yet?” David sneered as he looked at Kitty.
    Kitty glared right back at David as she noticed the smirk on Candy’s face. “What’s going on? How do you know so much already?”
    “Oh, don’t put on that cutesy innocent attitude. It was your gun that kil ed my brother. And Candy saw you driving home from the diner in a big hurry.”
    Kitty didn’t know how to respond, so she turned and walked down the steps just as Tina pul ed up. Kitty slid into the passenger seat, glad to get away from David and Candy. This had been a long day and it wasn’t close to being over yet.
    Driving back to Kitty’s house, Tina reached over and held Kitty’s hand. “Are you okay? This is a nightmare. I saw David and Candy going into the police station. Are they being questioned too?”
    “I don’t know. But David accused me of kil ing Roger. Does he know something already that we haven’t been told?”
    “After you left with Herb, the paramedic said it looked like Roger had been shot. But I don’t know how David got that information so quickly. He seemed to know something before the police even left the barn.”
    When they got back to Kitty’s house, Michael’s truck was parked by the barn. They walked inside and Michael gave Kitty a big hug. “Holding up okay?”
    “I guess so. Feeling a little shel shocked at the moment. I could use a glass of wine. I think I have a bottle around here someplace.” Michael opened cabinet doors until he found the wine and three glasses. ”Let’s sit in the living room. I’l get a fire going for you.” Tina poured a glass of wine for Kitty and got a faraway look on her