THE TOWN OF JACKSON was known for its cowboy cookouts and craft fairs. It also had a sizable dump. It was just after noon, and the smell of rot was rising as the sun cooked the refuse. Gulls1 and buzzards circled the trash dunes2 that filled our view out to the foothills.
Sheriff Oren Braun pointed3 out the square acre of landfill he’d had cordoned4 off - the approximate section where waste had been unloaded at the end of January.
“Soon as I got the call from the governor I had my boys on it,” Braun told me and Conklin. “ ‘Pull out the stops,’ that’s what he said.”
We were looking for eight black plastic garbage bags in a sea of black plastic garbage bags. A hundred yards uphill, a dozen members of the sheriff’s department were picking very slowly through the three thousand tons of refuse piled twenty feet high, and the dump foreman was assisting the dog handler, who followed behind his two cadaver5 dogs as they trotted6 over the site.
I was trying to maintain some optimism, but that was tough to do in this grim landscape. I mumbled7 to Rich, “After three months out here, all that’ll be left of Michael’s corpse8 will be ligaments and bones.”
And then, as if I’d telepathically cued them, the dogs alerted.
Conklin and I joined the sheriff in stepping cautiously toward the frenzied9, singing hounds.
“There’s something in this bag,” their handler said.
The hounds had located a plastic shopping bag, the thin supermarket kind. I stooped down, saw that the plastic had been ripped, that the contents were wrapped in newspaper. I parted the newspaper wrapper. Saw the decomposing10 remains11 of a newborn child. The baby’s skin was loose and greenish, the soft tissues eaten by rats, so that it was no longer possible to tell if it was a boy or a girl. The date on the newspaper was only a week old.
Someone hadn’t wanted this child. Had it been smothered12? Was it stillborn? At this stage of decomposition13, the ME might never know. Rich was crossing himself and saying a few words over the baby’s remains when my Nextel rang.
I walked downhill as I answered the call, glad to turn my eyes from the terrible sight of that dead child.
“Tell me something good, Yuki,” I begged her. “Please.”
“Sorry, Lindsay. Junie Moon has recanted her confession14.”
“No. Come on! Michael didn’t die in her arms?” My roiling15 innards sank. Right now, all we had was Junie’s confession.
How could she take that back?
“Yeah. Now she says that she had nothing to do with Michael Campion’s death and disappearance16. She’s saying that her confession was coerced17.”
“Coerced? By whom?” I asked, still not getting it.
“By you and Conklin. The mean ol’ cops made her confess to something that never, ever happened.”
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n.鸥( gull的名词复数 )v.欺骗某人( gull的第三人称单数 ) | |
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小跑,急走( trot的过去分词 ); 匆匆忙忙地走 | |
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