Chapter Eleven
Miles said in a hopeful voice, “You’re dropping me off at home, right?”
“But I’m having such a good time driving! I feel like there’s more work I can do on this case, too.”
Miles said, “We’ve spoken to everyone, Myrtle. Everyone who’s associated with the family has told us where they were, their relationship with Pearl, and who they think might have killed her. We’ve earned the opportunity to rest for a while.”
Myrtle snapped her fingers. “I just thought of something. We should go to the newspaper office and read up on the old papers from when Tara Blanton disappeared. Maybe that will help jog my memory.”
“Why can’t we just go home and read up on it online?” asked Miles.
Myrtle said, “Do you really believe that Sloan Jones has scanned all of those old papers and made
