He knew the motive. Whiskey.... Water of Darkness... The savagery of whiskey erased the need for a motive. No Navajo policeman - or any policeman - had to relearn that message. Death slept in the bottle, only waiting to be released, and every policeman knew it.
This was an excellent entry in Hillerman's Navajo Mystery series.
Jim Chee is going to meet his fellow officer for coffee. But Nez sees a vandal they have been trying to get a hold of for quite some time and takes off after him.
When after drinking two cups of coffee without Nez showing up, Chee feels panic overtake him. He drives out to the rocks only to see a patrol car burning, Nez trapped inside.
Now, with Nez dead, Chee is crippled in more ways than one. His left hand is burned through from opening the car door and dragging Nez's body from the burning vehicle. Who knows if he'll ever gain use of it again? And he's also crippled with guilt about Nez. He should have gone with him, he should have worried about him sooner. All this is his fault, Chee believes. He plans on resigning from the force as soon as the killer is caught.
The killer turns out to be an eighty-year-old decrepit shaman, one Hosteen Ashie Pinto. Found shit-faced on the side of the road walking away from the accident.
He has a bottle of expensive whiskey in his hand and a recently fired gun in his waistband. All he'll say is "I am ashamed. I am ashamed." with no word on why he killed Nez and no actual confession.
BUT DID ASHIE PINTO REALLY KILL NEZ? Was The Drink enough to drive this man to murder as it was when he killed that another decades ago?
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Chee is determined to put whoever murdered his colleague away.
Lieutenant Leaphorn is approached by two women - a relative of Pinto and a professor who was working with Pinto - to help Pinto get off. The women are convinced Pinto is innocent.
A drunken old man full of shame. A vandal who is making white marks on a volcano for no apparent reason. A missing history professor. A Vietnamese general-turned-math-teacher. Can Chee and Leaphorn make sense of all the clues and find out the truth before Chee's love interest Janet Pete has to represent Pinto at the trial? Could something more sinister than a drunken rage be at the root of this slaying?
Leaphorn and Chee are on the case!
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Leaphorn and Chee are STILL NOT FRIENDS, for those of you keeping track at home. I don't know what is up with Hillerman. This is book #10 in the series and we still have Leaphorn showing up at Chee's trailer in an accusatory way and the two not fully communicating or trusting each other. I am very frustrated.
The closest we get is Leaphorn's grudging admission of Chee's bravery.
Now Chee was refilling the pot, the heavy bandage on his left hand making it a clumsy project. The fruit of freelancing, Leaphorn thought. But in fairness he should say a dead policeman was the result of the rules-bending, the burned hand the product of Chee's bravery. He wondered if he would have walked into that fire, gripped that red-hot door handle, to save another man's life. He wasn't sure he would have. He might have stood there, calculating the odds of success - trying to do what was rational.
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We have two love stories here in this novel, much to my delight.
Chee is continuing his pursuit of the elusive lawyer Janet Pete.
The thing about Janet Pete was that he could talk to her about things that were hard to talk about. She wasn't Mary Landon. NO soft, pale hair, no bottomless blue eyes, no talent for making him feel like the ultimate male. But by tomorrow, he thought, he could talk to her about listening to Delbert Nez laughing on the radio. He could talk to her about how the dreadful feeling grew as he sat over his coffee at the Red Rock Trading Post, and waited, and waited, and waited.
But with Janet Pete having the job of representing Pinto in the murder trial, and Chee's fierce determination to nail him for the murder of his colleague, the two potential lovebirds are butting heads.
A very classy woman, Chee thought. He felt a wave of affection, and of chauvinistic Navajo pride in her. And more than that, he felt a hunger for her. And a sense of failure. Since the day she'd come to the hospital to see him he'd lost ground with her. He was sure of that. She liked him less now than she did that morning.
I thought the resolution of this whole problem was BRILLIANTLY done by Hillerman. He exactly captures how miscommunication and misreading of people can lead to strife in a relationship, and also showcases what a good man Chee is and how that is shining through to Janet Pete. Very cute.
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Our second love story takes us by surprised as the widowed Leaphorn struggles with depression and a desire to travel.
When Professor Bourebonette storms into his office, claiming that Pinto is innocent, Leaphorn is curious.
She's so smart...
She nodded, agreeing with some inner notion. Leaphorn considered her. What was she thinking? It would be something intelligent, he was sure of that.
And a good listener...
Long silences didn't seem to bother her. Unusual in a white.
And she smells so good...
He smelled coffee brewing. Professor Bourebonette was wearing a cologne of some sort. The aroma was very, very faint. So faint it might be his imagination.
Of course, we - the readers, can see what is happening, but our old friend Leaphorn is a little bit slow on the uptake.
Leaphorn considered whether he would look stupid if he was wrong. It occurred to him that he was showing off. And enjoying it. He considered that. Why would he be showing off? Why enjoying this?
Sigh. Let's be patient with him. He'll figure it out eventually!
I won't tell you how this (potential) love story ends, but let me just tell you that I was tickled pink by the ending of this novel. Very exciting.
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Tl;dr - An interesting and captivating mystery. A bonus: two possible love stories for the price of one!
Is the old man guilty of killing a policeman in a fit of rage?
Can Chee and Janet Pete keep their budding relationship strong even while on opposite sides of the courtroom?
Is widower Leaphorn actually noticing another woman!?!?!?!?!?!
All this and more in the exciting tenth novel by Tony Hillerman!