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THEY WENT BACK to the Dark Harbor Shop, and Stone led Dino to the rear office, where he rapped on the door. The man at the desk looked up.
âHi,â Stone said, âIâm Stone Barrington, and this is Dino Bacchetti.â
The man stood up. âJimmy Hotchkiss.â
âYouâre Sethâs cousin, right?â
âRight, and youâre Dickâs cousin.â
âRight.â
âTake a seat.â Jimmy waved them to a pair of rickety chairs next to the desk.
âWe were in here earlier and saw somebody we used to know,â Stone said.
âAnd who would that be?â
âHis name is Harold Rhinehart.â
âSure, I know Hal.â
âYou know where he lives?â
âYep. Itâs about three miles north on the main road. Youâll see a sign: RHINEHART CABINETS .â
âHeâs a cabinetmaker?â
âAnd his father before him. Hal took over the business when his old man died a few years back.â
âHe grew up on the island?â
âYeah, then he went away to some tech college in New York State, and we didnât see much of him after that, until he came back and took over the business. His dad was sick then, lived a few more months. Hal grew up in that shop, though, so he didnât have any problem taking over.â
âIs there a police officer on the island?â
âConstable,â Jimmy said. âYouâre looking at him.â
âJimmy, have you had any reports of burglaries on the island?â
âOver what period of time?â
âAfter Hal Rhinehart came back.â
Jimmy looked at them both carefully before replying. âWhatâs your interest in this?â
âDino is a police lieutenant in New York. He and I used to be partners in the NYPD, and we arrested Rhinehart for burglary a few years back.â
âI heard about that,â Jimmy said. âI also heard from his parole officerâindirectly, through the state policeâwhen he came back.â
âThatâs what we were wondering about,â Dino said. âHow Rhinehart could be here, when heâs supposed to be on parole.â As if he didnât know.
âApparently, he arranged things with his parole officer when his dad got sick,â Jimmy said. âHe reports by phone, Iâm told.â
âYou never answered my question, Jimmy,â Stone said.
âWhich question was that?â
âHave there been any burglaries on the island since Rhinehart came home?â
âNo.â Jimmy took a long beat. âBut Camden and Rockland have had a rash of them. You think itâs Hal?â
âWhat kind of burglaries?â
âWhat do you mean?â
âBig, small? Jewelry, lawn mowers, what?â
âJewelry and cash, it said in the paper.â
Stone and Dino exchanged a glance.
âWe had some burglaries here, too,â Jimmy said.
âWhen and how many?â
âWhen Hal was a teenager; a dozen or more. Come to think of it, they stopped when he went to college. I never made the connection.â Jimmy sighed. âI hope to hell this new rash is not Halâs doing. We need a cabinetmaker around here; you go to the mainland for something like that, and itâs a lot more money, and Halâs gotten to be as good as his dad.â
âI expect the folks in Camden and Rockland wouldnât feel the same regrets you would, if he turned out to be the guy,â Stone said.
âYou want me to talk to him?â Jimmy asked.
Dino spoke up. âLet me do that,â he said.
âOkay, youâre the pro; Iâm just here to call the state boys if something happens. You want me to call them about this?â
âNot yet,â Dino said.
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T HE CABINET SHOP was in a low building behind a neat, shingled house close to the road, and the smell of sawdust rolled over Stone in a wave of memory. All woodworking shops smelled like this, and his fatherâs shop had been no exception. It was a clean, fresh smell, sometimes tinged with burning when a saw cut hardwood.
There was a lot of machinery, some of it not new. A huge bandsaw appeared to be at least fifty years old, but it was clean, rust-free and well oiled. Three men were working on different machines, each with hearing protection and goggles. Half a dozen newly completed kitchen cabinets hung on a wall, awaiting painting and hardware.
Stone let Dino take the
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