Now. Why are you here?” Leta asked pointedly while they ate the supper she’d cooked and drank black coffee. “I’ve got a line on an ancient artifact,” she began glibly. Leta looked at her. “There is no ancient artifact here, except the sacred bundle, and you know very well that it’s never displayed except on ceremonial occasions. Nor would any member of the tribe allow you even to touch it, much less carry it off to a museum.” Cecily sighed and sipped coffee. “Leta, it would be so much easier if you’d just believe me when I lie.” Leta chuckled. “You don’t do it well.” “I can’t tell you everything,” she said. “But I’ll tell you what I can. I’m here to do some snooping.” Leta’s eyes widened. “Covert ops,” she said enthusiastically. “Oh, boy. What do we do?” “Listen, this is serious stuff,” came the reply. “There are some bad people running around here.” “Going back and forth in chauffeured limousines with out-of-state license plates,” Leta said. “And every time they come and go, Tom Black Knife goes down to his nephew’s house and has several jiggers of whiskey.” Cecily’s mouth fell open. Leta gave her a speaking look. “I know everything that goes on.
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