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The Sound of White
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©Copyright Carol Lynne 2008
Cover Art by April Martinez ©Copyright December 2008
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Cattle Valley
THE SOUND OF WHITE
Carol Lynne
Dedication
For Richie and Chad.
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THE SOUND OF WHITE
Carol Lynne
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5
Chapter One
“Goddammit!” Richard yelled, running his fingers through his hair. He knew he’d left
his tool-belt on the bar before going to his room. Eight hours later, the belt was nowhere to be
found.
“Something wrong?” Collin Zeffer asked.
“Yeah. Lots. Have you seen my tool-belt?”
Collin’s eyes scanned the room. “Nope. Haven’t run across it. You losing stuff again?”
Collin asked with a chuckle.
“There ain’t no losin’ about it. I put that damn thing right here before going to bed,”
Richard roared, slamming his fist on the bar.
Collin held up his hands. “Sorry.” The tall slender man turned back to the electrical
outlets he had been working on.
Feeling like shit, Richard walked over to stand behind the kneeling man. “I didn’t mean
to yell at you. It’s just this seems to be happening a lot lately.”
Collin nodded and looked over his shoulder. “That’s okay. We’re all under the gun to
get this place up and running by New Year’s Eve. It’s natural to become forgetful with the
stress you’ve been under.”
Richard didn’t correct Collin. Sure he’d been under a lot of stress, but he sure as hell
wasn’t going crazy. The phone attached to the holster on his hip began to play “Friends in
Low Places.”
Looking at the display, Richard rolled his eyes. “What do you want?”
“Good morning to you, too,” Chad Neal, the lodge manager greeted.
Richard simply gave the little prick a grunt and waited.
“Is there something you’d like to tell me?” Chad finally asked.
Go to hell came to mind. “I don’t have time for this, Chad. What do you want?”
“One of my employees found something of yours in room three-thirteen. Again.”
Richard’s jaw dropped. That was the second time in less than a week something of his
wound up in that particular room. “Look,” he said into the phone, “I don’t know who’s
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