Red Hunting Hat Holden Caulfield Novels & Stories

We went back to the fountain park near the grocery where I parked my car. “Thanks, Helena for joining the search,” Brother Ven told me. Though he’s smiling I can still see the worries on his face. “No problem,” I said and he hugged me and I hugged him back. “Be safe while you’re heading home” He said “I will, thank you, you too be safe heading home,” I told him

She wondered how stupid she looked with the ridiculous smile plastered on her face. “Right—those darned Movies!”. “..Or the Werewolves did a poor job in keeping their secrets”, Hailey volunteered. Ryan looked at her shaking his head in disagreement. “ Nothing stays hidden forever. Besides, we hunters helped in giving them that unwarranted publicity”. He said the last part with a chuckle as he steadied his hands on the wheel and overtook a Red Ford. Cars had been scarce for the past half hour and Hailey had taken up a mental game of noting the make and the model of the few that passed while also conversing with Ryan or rather questioning him. Just like she was about to do right now.

"So what do we have?" "Circumstantial evidence tying me to the crime scene," Holden said. She looked him over. "I wasn't directing that question to you." He nodded, but the grin never left his face. It was the grin of a man used to getting his way. Her gut told her that he was bad news. Why hadn't her gut told her that about her last case? Holden waved a hand as if directing her to go on. She directed her gaze at Carl. "Well?" "He isn't wrong. The evidence is circumstantial. A hat of his was found at the scene."