“Come now. A priest like me has heard everything and more. What was the expression?”
“He said he was heading out to Kabumfuck, Colorado—sorry, Father, but you asked.…”
“Colorado, is it? Did he saywhyhe went there?”
“He said something about helping the police with a murder investigation. Some guy in the mountains.”
Now Armagh was taken aback. “A murder investigation! Good heavens.”
“I know, kinda crazy.”
Armagh downed the heel of the espresso. “Thank you,” he said, and hurried out. He paused at the corner, pulled out his cell, and looked up “murder, mountain, Colorado.” At the top of the results was a high-profile case in a town called Burns. Staring at the dot on the map, he thought,Kabumfuck, indeed, and wondered how he was going to get there and track down his quarry.
