“Frankie left the money and instructions. All I did was see that it was done.” She’d found the small cemetery Frankie had specified with a view of the open range. “Hey, let’s look to the future. When you’re back in Criss County, we’ll grab a burger at Lulu’s. I’d like to see you.”
“Maybe when you get back from your training tour at the FBI academy. Congratulations, Rachel. You’re one hell of a detective.”
“You’ve got a date,” she said.
She replaced the phone and turned the coffeepot on as she continued through the mail. She stopped at the envelope that bore a Buenos Aires postmark. She didn’t know anyone in Argentina.
She tore open the envelope and a picture fell on the table. Picking it up, her heart started to beat faster.
Frankie sat on a beautiful black stallion, a Paso Fino. The horse’s long, flowing mane matched Frankie’s hair. She waved, and in the background cattle grazed peacefully on hills that sloped in sunshine. The landscape looked a lot like South Dakota, but Rachel knew better.
She flipped the picture over and read the back. “There are many local legends here. And much injustice. I’ll be busy for a while, but then I’ll be home for a visit. Love, Frankie.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Carolyn Haines is the author of dozens of books in a number of genres. The 11th book in the Sarah Booth Delaney Mississippi Delta Mystery series, Bones of a Feather, was released by St. Martin's Minotaur in June. She is the 2010 recipient of the Harper Lee Award and the 2009 Richard Wright Award for Literary Excellence. While most of her books are set in the South, Haines has a recurring fantasy of living for a summer in South Dakota. More information can be obtained at www.carolynhaines.com
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