said.
“Is it?” Alan asked. “Is it really? What I find weird is that everyone knows Sean hated Wallis, and no one is protesting that he’s in charge of this investigation. I say it should be handed over to higher authorities. Then again, it might already be too late. Sean had more than enough time to do over the evidence as he pleases.”
“You’re apt to be arrested for libel, carrying on that way,” May Almand said. “This is nonsense. Sean is no murderer.”
But the crowd was silent, drinking in Alan’s words. Nora looked from one person to another, and one by one, each avoided her eyes.
“This is pathetic,” she said. “I know what it’s like to be on the receiving end of this townie paranoia. So I’m asking you all, please don’t do this. Have faith in Sean.”
“I would,” Alan said, a little more smug now. “But this is a question of justice , at the very least, Sean should step down as sheriff for now, or call in the state police.”
“He isn’t wrong,” someone else chimed in. “They say a surgeon should never operate on his own family, and a policeman should never investigate a case he’s emotionally involved in. Besides, if Sean is telling the truth, he’s a witness too. The closest one to the murderer was him. How can he properly investigate this case? I back what Alan is saying. Let Sean step down, and let’s call the state police in on this.”
“You can’t do this,” Nora said. But her voice was weak. She completely believed in Sean’s innocence, but she saw now that the seed of doubt had been planted in the crowd.
“You saw the way he stormed out,” someone was whispering.
“… he was yelling at Wallis day before,” another whisper came.
“Heard he was really worried about losing the election.”
Nora faced each of the whisperers in turn and saw their expressions turn to doubt and fear.
“At the very least,” Alan said, “I’m going to go down to the station and protest. Right now. Anyone who wants to join me can come along.” Throwing back his shoulders, he marched out.
One by one, others gathered their jackets and marched out with him. Nora could only watch as a veritable mob formed, and began to head to the police station.
“I’ve got to get there before they do. Poor Sean is going to be devastated when they tell him he has to resign,” she said, turning to Tina and the Doctor, the only two who had remained behind with her.
“Better run then,” the doctor said. “Knowing Alan, he’s riling up the crowd right now, and that’s never a good thing.”
*****
Chapter 11
It was as bad as the doctor had suspected. Maybe worse.
Nora cut through the side streets, running as fast as she could, and was panting by the time she reached the station.
“Sean,” she called out as she burst in.
Sean was bent over a book at the desk, pointing something out to his young and scared deputy, Dean. “Nora,” he looked up, surprised.
“Sean, there’s a whole crowd coming for you. I guess they’re going to ask you to step down. I don’t think they’re in a very good mood either.”
“What are you talking about?”
“It’s Alan, Alan Bridges. He’s riled them up against you.”
“You know there’s an old saying, don’t burn your bridges before you cross them,” Sean joked. “I do wish I could burn this particular Bridges. God knows I’ve already crossed him more than once.”
“Sean, this is not a joking matter.”
“I know it’s not,” Sean said. “But the town can’t seriously take Bridges’ word over mine. I and Wallis took his driving license away after his third drunk driving offense. Or did they choose to forget that? He’s never been fond of me.”
“I don’t know if the town’s forgotten, but a lot of them are coming here to talk,” Nora said. She peeked out of the window. “I can see them now. Man. If this were a few centuries ago, the pitchfork shops would have been doing brisk business with