05/05/2025 Snippet, TOM VARGAS AND THE CASE OF THE MEDDLING PRIEST.

Getting back to it.

“You don’t, ah, ‘like him’ for the theft?” Father Miguel asked me after we stepped outside. “He had opportunity.”

“Sure,” I replied. “He also knew what was in the will, unless he’s really bad at his job. It’d also be the wrong kind of stupid for him to loot a box he was in charge of.”

“Senor Lomax isn’t any kind of fool, no. But what would be the right kind of stupid for him?”

“Cleaning out petty cash to head down to Red Beach with a honey he met at the trolley stop,” I grinned at him. Then I winced. “Oh, right. Sorry.”

Father Miguel snorted. “Nice try, Shamus.” And, just like that, we were friends. “I’m a Catholic priest. We don’t shock easily, and I’ve been told about worse than fornication. So he’s a dead end?”

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