The unit had flown down, Carter had not said much all day. Their meeting with Hobson was uneventful. Two Cherokee Wagons were waiting and various other bits they thought necessary they requisitioned from the local office. It had taken nearly two hours to drive out to San Carlos from Phoenix.
They reported immediately to the sheriff’s office where the sheriff and Major Garrett were waiting. Sheriff Coloradas sat slouched in a wooden chair, his face giving away his unhappiness.
State Trooper Major Garret, an imposing man, greeted Bond with a strong handshake. It was a gesture of politeness rather than welcoming. ‘Listen, I appreciate the FBI’s help on this, but remember this is our show.’
In the back of his mind, Matthews’s words were echoing. ‘I assure you that we are here to assist you major, we are just as eager to wrap this up as you are. You and your men have full jurisdiction on this case.’ Bond said unhappily, he knew the FBI did not uphold the respect it deserved especially in the more remote parts of America.
‘Just as long as you remember that and we’ll get along fine.’ Standing over six feet tall, he had to look down to speak with Bond. It added to his air of authority and he probably knew the effect it had on others, which he more than likely enjoyed.
‘How do you see our role here, I’ve got a mixed bag of skills available to you.’ Wanting to get on with the case rather than carry on with this charade.
It had caught him off guard, Matthews had been right in his advice. ‘We’ll I’m happy for your boys to help with information gathering and the forensics.’ He stated slowly.
‘Fine, we would like to see any evidence, files and notes pertaining to this case and we would like to visit the murder sites.’
‘The crime scenes have already been investigated by my men and the local sheriff, Agent Bond.’ The major stated flatly.
‘I’m sure you have but my agents would like to see them.’
‘Fine, we’ll come by your hotel in the morning.’ Bond turned to walk from the office. ‘Bond, I expect regular updates on your progress and don’t go upsetting any of my men.’ Garrets’ last statement almost threatening.
‘Oh, Bond.’ Coloradas called from his comfortable chair. He had until now remained silent during the briefing. ‘Don’t go to the reservation without any of my men, you Feds aren’t very well received.’ He said matter of fact.
Not sure whether that was a threat or not, Bond acknowledged his advice and left.