The phone rang. Riddell picked it up--listened--then said, "We'll have
a man right over, Charlie." He hung up.
"Who was that?"
"Charlie Drew. On the farm about a mile out of town on the road to
Northburg. I sent a couple of boys into Northburg last night, just to
feel around and see how things looked. One of the boys was Len Colter,
the one you just saw. The other was Ben Kingston. Couple of minutes
ago, Kingston's body got dumped on Charlie Drew's farm. There was a
note pinned to it. '_We don't like spies._'"