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Roylsden #141


"Well, I got something for you, Sheriff." Mickey leaned back in his chair, smiling. He would have liked to have drawn this moment out much longer but figured this was a serious business and anyway every fibre of his being wanted to tell
His arms shot onto the table, fingers pointing at Sheriff Cole.
"Barman says those strangers are working on the McGinley 'stead. Hired hands. That other man worked for McGinley, only temporary, a few months back."
"Around the time of the murders?"
"Left before Mr Bowen got killed. But yeah, mostly around the time of the murders."

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