“What happened to Ezra Printz?” Suzie said.
“Good question,” Bernie said. “Records show he spent time in Stockton State Hospital.”
“Meaning he had mental problems?” said Suzie.
Portia interrupted. “The whole family’s out of their minds.”
“Which explains why Kelo married you,” said Trimmer.
Portia gave him a quick kick. “Zip it, bro.”
“Another inmate at Stockton State,” Bernie continued, “was the painter Martin Ramirez. He’s considered a great artist now, but his life was kind of miserable. It’s my guess that he and Ezra met and somehow the murder film got switched with a painting. Maybe they made a trade.”
“But you found the can with the painting in Death Valley,” Suzie said.
“Chet did, actually.”
My tail started up.
“How did it get there?” Suzie said.
I waited to hear. Bernie was always the smartest human in the room.
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