The pamphlet that Goodnight grabbed was one of the ones on the police academy in Darrow. There were no police academies back home; sheriffs were by election, and their deputies by personal selection. Nepotism and corruption ran deep.

They'd seen it in Rose Creek, and a hundred other places. Billy wasn't sure why it called to him, but it did.

"One of us needs a job," he said, giving Goodnight a mild work. "I don't think we can keep running schemes, when we can't skip town."