The local sheriff wants nothing to do with it. He doesn't want to get that close to Ship Rock and his troublesome mother. But he's willing to go gather the body and ship it to the FBI.
Nash rolls her eyes as she mutters, "Who else?"
But the body is only the sleeper car on the crazy train to You-Didn't-See-That-Coming.
Nothing is as it seemsespecially when Hollywood gets involved.
And the simple tattoo on the back of the shoulder becomes Nash's ticket to ride.
All aboard...
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