Right. Now someone seems to be trying to discourage us from finding the identity of the bones, who caused them to become bones, and how they happened to get in the Lucky Pup mine.
I own The Lucky Pup mine.
Fred O'Connor seemed a tad put out that he'd been absent from the final confrontation in the Lucky Pup Mine until Dean reminded him that without his Internet connection and library research, Martha's bones would still be without identity.
After much discussion, they agreed on the wording: I understand you have an interest in the Lucky Pup mine in Ouray County, Colorado and may be anxious about what was found therein.
He'd reached to the main Jeep road from the faint trail to the Lucky Pup when a sound broke the stillness of dusk.
Dean wondered if he and Cynthia would be camping in their pup tent in Bird Song's back yard.
The Lucky Pup is one of a dozen or so digs scattered around his property up in Governor's Basin.
It took many days of mountain sunshine and the comforting routine of the bed and breakfast to blur the trauma of the Lucky Pup shooting.
But no one's worked the Lucky Pup in decades.
He knew with the Dawkinses about to leave and with the Lucky Pup Mine controversy settled, he'd better concentrate on finding an answer to the body Martha discovered before any chance to do so was gone for good.