The Button on the Sheriff's Desk
The catalyst arrived in the form of a button. It was a small thing—mother-of-pearl, the kind that came off a woman's blouse or a gentleman's waistcoat—and it was sitting on the corner of Sheriff Harlan Devereaux's desk when Clara Whitfield came to interview him on her fourth day in Pointe Coupee. She was not supposed to notice it. She was supposed to be looking at the sheriff's face, which was...
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