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The deputy stared at Barney, who smiled knowingly at Thelma Lou. She nodded. “Of course,” she said. “It has to be.”
“But why did Floyd do this?” the deputy asked. “If he had all this time, why didn’t he just name his assailant.”
“Because he’s afraid of a coverup,” Barney said. “That’s why he has the barber’s cover on. He knew that it was possible your department is compromised, and he wanted to be sure only someone he could trust could decipher the identity of his killer.”
“That someone being you,” the deputy sneered. “I’ve heard enough. What you don’t know, Mr. Fife, is that Floyd actually wrote a fifth line in shaving cream, at the bottom of the mirror, and it said, ‘Have Clara ring Barney Fife.’ I’m taking you in.”
“What’s that?” Thelma Lou said suddenly, pointing to the window.
“What? Where?” the deputy said, and as he whirled to look, Barney and Thelma Lou ran out the back of Floyd’s shop. By the time the deputy had turned back from Thelma Lou’s clever diversion, both she and Barney had completely vanished.