Dallas looked more somber now at the reminder. “Well, I do thank you both. I’ll enjoy that casserole, for sure.”
Miles flinched a little at the thought.
A few minutes later, they were back in Miles’s car. “I think I’ll have to check in with Dana and see when we’re all meeting up again,” he said.
Myrtle nodded. “That’s all good. I think we got just about everything from Dallas that we needed to.”
“He seemed like an affable fellow.”
Myrtle said, “Yes. He wasn’t terrifically upset by his brother’s demise, I don’t believe. But he was very forthcoming when we were speaking to him. It was good to hear someone else’s take on our list of suspects.”
“He touched on most of them, didn’t he?” asked Miles. “Jo, Kingston, Flint, and even Anna.”
“Probably because he was trying to divert attentio
