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if they wanted to talk, instead of a motel or just in a car? Surely that was far more discreet.  
    It took Nora about five seconds to come up with a theory. Selena had been the head of Milburn’s Art Council. As such, it was perfectly plausible that she had an extra key to the library. A light bulb suddenly came on in her head.
    “Sam!” Nora exclaimed. Sam blinked, and Tina looked annoyed.
    “When Selena mentioned that she was going to carry out a mutiny, was it something to do with the Art Council?”
    Sam’s words were slurred. “May…”
    “May Almand?” Nora asked. “She was planning to take May Almand off the board, wasn’t she?”
    Sam nodded.
    “That’s enough, Nora!” Tina motioned her to leave. “Let Sam sleep in peace.”
    There was a clatter of feet up the stairs, and the raucous man that Nora had seen earlier, appeared on the landing, puffing.
    “Uncle Horace? What is it?” Tina asked.
    “It’s over!” he gasped. “They’ve arrested the murderer!”

    *****

Chapter 8
    Nora drove, while a still shaken Uncle Horace sat beside her. Sam, still half asleep, lolled in the back with his head in Tina’s lap. The pill he’d taken was clearly quite powerful. The rain had slowed to a misty haze. The sky was divided into sections of gold and grey by the setting sun, and beyond the seemingly everlasting grasslands, the Tetons loomed.  
    Nora’s car, a rusty old Toyota that had stayed with her for many a year, had long lost its ability to manage speeds above 40 mph. They moved slow, which was why Nora was able to brake in time.
    Ahead of them, a bison sat huddled on the road, its massive head bobbing up and down. Fur covered its eyes, making it look rather like a surly teenager.
    “What on earth! ” Uncle Horace sputtered. “Is that… are those beasts allowed out of Yellowstone Park?”
    “I guess no one gave this guy a memo,” Nora said.
    “Horrible!” Uncle Horace said. “We must complain to the rangers.”
    “I wonder how he wandered away from his pack?” Nora mused. “Poor thing might be injured.”
    “I’ll call animal control and tell them about it.” Tina took out her phone.
    The beast gave a low grunt, and began shuddering to shake off the rain. For five minutes, they sat there, the rain steadily dripping down the windows, turning them grey and foggy, until the wipers cleaned them temporarily, only for them to mist up again.
    “They’ll be here soon,” Tina said. “Meanwhile, we’re stuck.”
    “Is there any way around it?” Horace asked. “Maybe if you honk it will move?”
    “I don’t think so,” Nora said. “I’ll just turn the car around. Is there another road to town, Tina?”
    Tina shook her head. “There’s one road, but we’d have to pass a gated section. It’s private land.”
    “Whoever owns it, I’m sure we can explain,” Nora said. “Let’s go.”
    Turning the car around, she drove until she reached a fence with a bright yellow door. In the distance was a slightly shabby looking exposed brick house.
    She got out of the car, opened it, and drove through. Being a private road, it was full of both bumps and potholes. Additionally, the rain had mixed to form a fine paste of mud that clung to the car’s tires. Nora drove as carefully as she could, but with the rain obstructing her vision, it proved to be impossible.  
    Minutes after they’d entered, there was a bump, a shock, and the whine of a wheel that had been lifted into the air.  
    Three of them got out of the car, while Sam snored in the back. One wheel was in the air, while another was stuck firmly in the mud.
    “Such good luck.” Tina huffed. “We should have taken my car instead.”
    “I’ll figure out a way,” Nora said. She bit her lip. “Maybe if you two push for a while…”
    “I’ll call the tow-truck,” Tina said. “This car isn’t going anywhere for sure. We can hitch a ride with them.”
    “Or we could ask the man in the house,” Uncle Horace said, pointing to