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Chapter 13

San Luis Obispo is a very pretty college town, at least from the outside looking in. We found Higuera Street and drove down it to Osos, past small local shops, but also Starbucks, Barnes & Noble, the Firestone Grill. Jamilla told me that you could always tell the time of day in San Luis Obispo by the scents and aromas: like barbecue smoke in the afternoon on Marsh Street, or the aroma of wheat and barley at night outside the Slo Brewing Co.
We met Detective Nancy Goodes at the police station in town. She was a petite, attractive woman, with a nice California tan, very much in charge of her homicide investigation. In addition to contacting us about this exhumation, she was also the lead on the murders of two students from Cal Poly that didn’t seem related to our case, but who could tell for sure. Like most homicide detectives these days, she was busy.
‘We’ve got the permissions we need to exhume the body,’ Goodes told us on the way out to the cemetery. At least the rain had stopped for now. The air was warm, thanks to Santa Ana winds.  ‘What can you tell us about the murder. Nancy? You worked the case yourself, right?’ Jamilla asked.
The detective nodded. ‘I did. So did just about every other detective in town. It was very sad, and an important case here. Mary Alice Richardson went to the Catholic high school in town. Her father’s a well-liked doctor. She was a nice kid, but a bit of a wild child. What can I tell you, she was a kid. Fifteen years old.’
‘What do you mean she was a wild child?’ I asked Detective Goodes.
She sighed and worked her jaw a little. I could tell this case had left a wound. ‘She missed a lot of school, two or three days a week sometimes. She was bright enough, but her grades were just terrible.  She hung with other kids who liked to experiment - drugs like Ecstasy, raves, black magic, heavy drinking, all-night parties. Maybe even a little free-basing. Mary Alice was only arrested once, but she was giving her parents a lot of premature gray hairs.’ Jamilla asked, ‘Were you at the crime scene. Nancy?’ I noticed that she was respectful of the other detective at all times. Very non............

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