Chapter 7
The best time to catch Police Chief Ramsey—and catch him unaware—is early in the morning. It’s also best to go in equipped.
True, the Springside Police Department has upgraded its coffee supply. But Chief has never turned down a thermos of mine.
When I enter the lobby, the whole place already smells and sounds like the Coffee Depot. Fresh ground beans, the warm, sleepy scent of frothed milk, and the whirr and clank of a very fancy coffeemaker. It’s one of those big, aggressive models, bright red. The sort that—if you don’t watch yourself—might take a finger or two. The man currently running it does so with the dexterity that might impress even my grandmother.
“Oh, Katy, you’re up early.”
Penny Wilson is standing behind her desk, surrounded by a forest of stacked file folders
