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 〃You think so?〃
 〃And somebody dug him out? And laid him out there at Teastah Wash with the bottle of whiskey he hadn't drunk?〃 Leaphorn thought about his own questions。 〃I don't know。 Maybe。 But there wasn't any sand in his cuffs; or in his pockets; or anywhere else。〃
 〃It wouldn't make any sense anyway;〃 McKee said。
 Leaphorn was looking out the window。 〃I think I know a lot about witches;〃 he said。 〃You think you know a lot about witches。 How do you kill a witch?〃
 The question surprised McKee。 He thought about it。 〃You mean do you smother them?〃
 〃Remember that case over at Fruitland?〃 Leaphorn asked。 〃That guy whose daughter died of t。b。? He shot four of them。 And then there was that old Singer up near Teec Nos Pas a couple of years ago。 He was beaten to death。〃
 〃There's no special way that I know of;〃 McKee said。 〃There was supposed to be a hanging back in the 1930's but there wasn't any proof and they think it was just gossip。 Usually; though; it's heat…of…passion stuff…beating; shooting; or knifing。 Something like that。 Why? You think somebody thought Horseman was a witch?〃
 〃Makes a certain amount of sense;〃 Leaphorn said。 〃But I don't know。〃 He was still staring out the window。 〃Why kill somebody like Horseman? Just another poor soul who didn't quite know how to be a Navajo and couldn't learn to act like a white。 No good for anything。〃
 McKee could think of nothing to say。 Out the window there was the highway; the asphalt strip of Navajo Route 9; and across it to the east; the blue…gray mass of the Lukachukai Range。 He wondered what Leaphorn was seeing out there。
 〃I was in charge of the Shiprock subagency when that Fruitland thing happened;〃 Leaphorn said。 〃That one was mine。 I heard that Navajo Wolf talk and I didn't pay much attention to it and so we had five bodies to bury。〃
 〃Four;〃 McKee said。
 〃No。 It was five。〃 Leaphorn turned; smiling grimly。 〃This isn't Salem;〃 he said。 〃We don't recognize witchcraft legally and the guy shot an old Hand Trembler and his wife; and a schoolteacher and her husband; and then he shot himself。 Didn't want to stand trial for murder。〃
 〃What are you trying to do?〃 McKee asked。 〃Figure out a way to blame yourself for Horseman?〃
 〃I could have gone in and looked for him。〃
 〃But not found him;〃 McKee said。 〃Besides; Horseman wasn't a stranger。 The old woman said the Wolf is a stranger。〃
 〃Yeah;〃 Leaphorn said。 〃That's what she said。 Maybe she had a reason to lie。 Let's go find that boy who went out to warn Horseman。〃 He looked at his notes。 〃Billy Nez。 Let's go find Billy and see what he knows。〃
 But finding Billy Nez was not possible。
 They found his family's hogans east of Chinle; not far from Shoemaker's; but not Billy。 His uncle was sore about it。
 〃Kid took a horse and took off after breakfast;〃 he said。 〃He's gone all the time。 Screwing around back up in the mountains somewhere; when he's supposed to be helping out。〃
 Would he be back tonight? The uncle couldn't guess。 Sometimes he was gone for days。 He and Leaphorn talked a moment and then the lieutenant returned to the carryall; and turned it back toward Chinle。
 〃Found out a little;〃 Leaphorn said。 〃The boy knew where Horseman was hiding…somewhere back up in those canyons。 But when he went to tell him he hadn't killed anybody; Horseman was gone。〃 Leaphorn paused。 〃Or at least the kid said he was gone。〃
 〃You don't think he was?〃
 〃Probably;〃 Leaphorn said。 〃The uncle also told me something else。 Billy Nez is Horseman's younger brother。〃
 〃His brother?〃 McKee said。 〃How about the different name?〃
 〃Family broke up;〃 Leaphorn said。 〃Billy was living with his uncle so he used Nez instead of Horseman。 You know how it is with the Dinee。 The only name that really counts is the war name you get when you're little。 And that one's a secret inside your family and it's only used in your Blessing Way ceremonial or if you get somebody to sing you a cure。〃
 It was noon when they reached the Chinle sub agency office and the man Leaphorn wanted to see was at lunch。 They found him at the diner; and Leaphorn introduced him as Sam George Takes。 He was a round…faced; barrel…chested young man; wearing the uniform of a Law and Order sergeant。 McKee ordered chicken…fried steak; more lunch than he usually allowed himself。
 〃Hell; you know how it is; Joe;〃 Takes was saying。 〃It's summer; school's out。 He's probably chasing some girl and no telling when he gets back。〃
 〃That's right;〃 Leaphorn said。 〃That's what you do when you're sixteen or so。 Hanging around some girl's hogan。 Or; if your brother is missing; maybe looking for your brother。〃
 Takes put down his fork。 〃And he don't find him and he es home and his uncle sends him in here like he said he would and we find out whatever he knows; which is probably nothing; and that's the end of it。 Why are you worrying?〃
 〃It could work out like that;〃 Leaphorn said。 〃But you know how news travels on this reservation。 It could be by now he knows his brother is dead。 So maybe he connects it to this witching gossip。 Then he collects some cousins and uncles and goes looking for the Wolf。〃
 McKee's lunch arrived; with the gravy poured over the French fries。
 〃Al's cook quit again;〃 Takes said。 〃Son of a bitch is trying to do his own cooking。〃
 〃The problem is where to start looking;〃 Leaphorn said。 〃It's your territory; Sam。 Where do you think?〃
 Takes looked glum。 〃Son of a bitch could be anywhere。 You remember when we had that bootlegger in there working a still right after the Korean War。 We never did find him。〃 Takes looked as though the thought still irritated him。 〃We knew he had to be close to water and at least have a horse to haul the grain in; but booze came out of there for four years and we never found nothing。〃
 〃It wouldn't take that Nez outfit four years to find itself a witch;〃 Leaphorn said。
 Takes laughed。 〃If you're worrying about that;〃 he said; 〃they're going to have an Enemy Way。 That ought to take care of the witch。〃
 〃Who's having it?〃 Leaphorn asked。 〃Somebody in the Nez family?〃
 〃I heard it was Charley Tsosie;〃 Takes said。 〃But they're Nez kinfolks…part of the same outfit。〃
 McKee was interested。 Old Lady Gray Rocks had mentioned Tsosie being bothered by the witch。 But the Prostitution Way was the curing ceremonial held for those exposed to witchcraft…to turn the evil around and direct it back against the Wolf who started it。 Why an Enemy Way? McKee thought about the rite。 It had grown out of the fighting between the Dinee and the Utes; and the only times he had heard of its being used was when members of The People came home after being off the Reservation; people like discharged servicemen; people who had been in contact with foreign influences…white men; or Pueblo Indians; or Mexicans。 He remembered again what the old woman had said about the witch being a stranger。 Leaphorn was looking at him。
 〃If they're having an Enemy Way; that old woman must have told you right;〃 Leaphorn said。 〃They think it's an outsider; and if they think that; they didn't think it was Horseman and that wasn't why he was killed。〃
 〃Wonder why he was;〃 Takes said。 〃Usually there's a feud; or fighting over a woman; or somebody bad…mouthing somebody。〃
 〃Maybe he found that whiskey still you were looking for;〃 McKee said。
 〃Hasn't been any bootleg whiskey turning up in years;〃 Takes said。
 〃How about that rocket the military lost three; four years ago?〃 Leaphorn said。 〃Is that ten…thousand…dollar reward still out for anyone finding that thing?〃
 〃I don't know;〃 Takes said。 〃I don't think they ever found it。〃
 〃I'll call the people up at the Tonepah Range and find out if they're still offering ten thousand dollars;〃 Leaphorn said。 He explained to McKee that missiles fired from the Tonepah test site in Utah to the impact area at White Sands Proving Grounds in New Mexico passed over the empty eastern expanse of the Reservation。
 〃They used to lose one now and then when a second stage misfired; and then they'd have a hell of a time finding it;〃 Leaphorn said。 〃But now they have a radar station over on Tall Poles Butte and they track 'em all the way to the ground。
 〃You think maybe Horseman and somebody else both found the old rocket and fought over who'd get the reward?〃 McKee asked。
 Leaphorn shrugged。 He asked Bishbito if he could use his office telephone for a long…distance call。
 McKee finished his meal; eating dutifully; feeling simultaneously disappointed and ashamed of that disappointment。 He had once again; as he had for years; fallen victim to his optimism。 Expecting something when there was always nothing。 Anticipating some romantic mystery in what Takes and Leaphorn must already see as a sordid; routine little homicide。 It was this flaw; he knew; that had cost him these last eight years of anguish; turned to misery; turned to what now was simply numbness。 He could still see the note; blue ink on blue paper in Sara's easy script:
 〃Berg。 I am meeting Scotty in Las Vegas tonight。 I won't contest the divorce。〃
 Simply that; and her signature。 It was not Sara's style to add the unnecessary explanation; to say that he was a dull; nondescript man in a dull; dead…end job; and that Scotty was exciting; in an exciting 

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