The Detective & Charlotte
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Pinkerton detective, Will Fox trails the runaway witness to a bank robbery to Red Gorge, Dakota Territory. He soon finds the subject of his investigation brutally murdered in close proximity to the Double S Tavern. Tavern manager, Charlotte Atkins recognizes the dead man as an associate of her late, former lover. As her checkered past comes back to haunt her, Charlotte may know more about the crime than even she realizes. Uncovering the truth could endanger her life but helping Will Fox catch the killer could finally put her past to rest.
L.K. Campbell
As both a reader and a writer, I'm a lifelong lover of the written word. After 21 years with my hometown newspaper, I ran a successful freelance business from 2009-2019 formatting ebooks for independent authors and publishers. Keeping my hand in the publishing industry helped fuel my desire to continue writing. My first full-length novel, A Soldier's Love was published in 2003. Now 20 years later, I've written books covering a variety of genres from World War II romance, ghost stories, and Old West mysteries. My current works are cozy murder mysteries set at a small hotel, owned by a 60-something widow, in the Blue Ridge Mountains. I hope you enjoy reading my stories as much as I enjoyed writing them.
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The Detective & Charlotte - L.K. Campbell
The Detective & Charlotte
Dakota Lawmen Mysteries, Book 5
By
L.K. Campbell
Copyright © 2020 by L.K. Campbell
All Rights Reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in relevant and critical articles and reviews.
This book is a work of fiction. The character names, places, and incidents depicted are products of the writer’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, places, businesses, or incidents is entirely coincidental. Some actual locales are mentioned or used as a setting only and have been documented by historical record.
Cover Photos © Mallivan | © Eugenio Marongiu | Dreamstime.com
Cover Design © L.K. Campbell
Thank you to all of the readers who have purchased and enjoyed this series. I hope this one will be a fitting end to the Dakota Lawmen saga.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Excerpt: The Law & Annabelle
About the Author
Chapter 1
Red Gorge, Dakota Territory
April 1885
SAMUEL BARNES’ MISTRESS Testifies in Murder Trial. Charlotte’s hands trembled. She ripped the paper in half, crumpled the pieces, and stuffed them into the waste bin. She stormed out of the pantry to confront her brother.
How could you line the shelf where I keep the coffee with that newspaper? Didn’t you know how much it would hurt me to see it?
He clamped the lid on the stew pot and faced her. What newspaper?
"The front page of The Black Hills Journal from the day I testified at the trial."
Susanna lined the shelves with a stack of old newspapers she found in the office. You know I’d never do anything to hurt you.
Charlotte sighed. Of course, he wouldn’t.
I’m sorry I accused you,
she said. Jane must’ve kept those papers. She didn’t leave Red Gorge until the trial was over.
She tied her cotton apron over her floral dress and poured from the kettle into the sink the remainder of the stale morning coffee. Has it been nine months?
Yes, and things have gone well for us,
Leroy said. So let the past die, Charlotte.
He motioned for her to hand him a large spoon to stir a pot of beans. Mr. Barnes was never any good for you. And not just because he was married. I saw him beat Jane, and I never liked you being with him.
He never hit me, but you’re right. As painful as it’s been, I’ve come to realize how he used me. I knew it when the prosecutor tore me to pieces on the witness stand.
She shook her head and gazed up at the ceiling. Will I ever live it down? Mrs. Milton still gives me funny looks—not to mention Camille Findley.
Camille was Jane’s best friend,
Leroy said. "But she must’ve forgiven you. She did ask you to make those maternity dresses for her."
She needed a seamstress. She probably would’ve rather gone naked than to ask Lydia to make a dress for her.
Outside the kitchen windows, she could see blue skies peeking through the pines. It’s another beautiful day. I shouldn’t allow bad memories to ruin it.
You made a mistake, Charlotte, and you have to forgive yourself for it,
Leroy said.
She stared at her little brother while he prepared lunch at the large stove wearing his new chef’s uniform. He’s come a long way in the past year. Sometimes, his wisdom surprised her. He hadn’t yet reached age twenty or seen much of life beyond the Black Hills. She’d been afraid of how losing their parents in a typhoid outbreak within a week of each other might affect Leroy’s outlook. So far, he’d managed to remain optimistic about life, but he hadn’t lost his heart to a con artist as she had.
I think some mistakes might be too difficult—if not impossible—to rectify,
she said.
Charlotte’s lips parted to continue speaking, but she had to hold her tongue when the front door service bell rang. With the kitchen detached from the main building, the Double S Tavern’s owner had the mechanism installed.
I’d better go see who it is,
she said.
After crossing through the screened-in breezeway, she entered the tavern.
I’m coming,
she called out when the doorbell chimed again.
She retrieved the key from the box under the bar. Through the windows, she glimpsed a tall, auburn-haired man standing on the sidewalk. In the mirror hanging on the wall behind the bar, she checked her appearance. A wisp of her dark brown hair had slipped from its bun. She tucked it in place before going to the door.
May I help you?
she asked.
The man spun around. He gave her a quick once-over with large brown eyes.
The proprietor of your General Store told me that I could rent a room from you for a few days,
he said.
Yes, please come in.
While she stood aside to allow him entrance, she took note of his clothing. I’ll bet his tailor charged a pretty penny to make the suede jacket he’s wearing. Are those custom-made riding boots?
Step over to the bar,
she said. I’ll get the registration book.
His head moved in every direction, scanning the bar room.
"I was in this area a few years ago. This isn’t the rough-hewn saloon I remember."
The new owners wanted to give it some Eastern character,
she said. The previous owners weren’t as concerned with ambiance as they were with selling whiskey.
He chuckled. You’re probably right.
She dipped her pen in the ink well. May I ask your name?
He reached into his jacket pocket and removed a leather wallet. He flipped it open, and she leaned across the bar for a closer look at the official identification card of the Pinkerton Detective Agency.
Are you on a case, Detective Fox?
Yes,
he said. Please call me Will, and you are?
When he smiled, two small dimples appeared on his cheeks. Oh, Charlotte, don’t get any unhealthy notions. She looked down and wrote his name in the register.
I’m Charlotte Atkins,
she said without looking up. It’s a dollar per night so it will be three dollars.
Mr. Fox pulled three one-dollar bills from his wallet. He has paper money. She folded the bills and placed them under the silver dollars in the cash box.
I’m looking for a man who arrived on the stagecoach yesterday,
he said. His name is Lewis Carter. Have you heard of him?
He didn’t take a room here,
she said. If he came in for a meal or a drink, we wouldn’t have asked his name. Can you describe him?
Average height, lean build, light, wavy hair, blue…
He gazed into her eyes. Eyes the same deep, rich blue as yours, I would say.
She coughed. Well, Mr. Fox you could be describing any number of men in Red Gorge.
I guess I could be,
he said. But Mr. Carter worked as a bank teller in Chicago. He might’ve been dressed in, shall we say, city clothes and well-groomed.
"I haven’t seen any strangers in the Double S lately. Did you ask across the street at the General Store? Mr. Milton usually sees everyone who comes in on the stage."
Yes, according to Mr. Milton, a man fitting Mr. Carter’s description disembarked the stage and went directly to the livery stable. He had no idea where he went from there.
From the room key box, she chose one for Mr. Fox. She’d put him on the opposite side of the hall from her room. After the tavern owner, Mr. Washburn had built his cottage on the lot behind the kitchen, she had become the sole, permanent lodger upstairs.
She came out from behind the bar. If you’ll follow me, I’ll show you to your room.
She ascended the stairs with Mr. Fox following close behind. Mr. Malloy runs the livery,
she said. Maybe, he can tell you something about Mr. Carter’s whereabouts.
I plan to see Mr. Malloy next,
he said. I also need a place to stable my horse.
He’ll be glad to take care of your horse,
she said.
Charlotte opened the door to the large corner room. It had two windows—one overlooking the street and the other overlooking the alley between the tavern and the bank. Along with the bed, the room contained a small writing desk and a window seat. She stayed in the doorway while he walked inside and deposited his saddlebags on the bed.
Oh, I should be very comfortable,
he said. I only need a place to sleep when I’m not beating the bushes for Mr. Carter.
He went to the window and stared down at the street while she rattled off the standard spiel for new guests.
The bathhouse is behind the kitchen,
she said. When you go downstairs, exit the rear door of the tavern. You can cross the breezeway into the kitchen and let Leroy—my brother—know if you want hot water. He’ll fire up the cauldron in the bathhouse for you. The tavern opens at four p.m., and we begin serving supper at five p.m.
One corner of his mouth tilted upward. Thank you, ma’am.
The mid-morning sun shone through the lace curtains and lit up his face. My word, he’s handsome, and in the sunlight, his hair is the color of fresh cinnamon.
Breakfast is included in your room charge and you’re welcome to eat in the kitchen with us or you can eat in your room. Leroy usually starts cooking by seven a.m.
Sounds…
His eyes roamed downward to her feet and back up to her face. …lovely.
She crossed her arms over her bosom.