Irv pulled the patrol car into the parking lot in front of the restaurant and got out. He walked to the edge of the bluff and looked down at the river. Spring rains upstream had caused the river to rise a little above normal, and the brown water swirled and eddied below, carrying an occasional log or tree branch with it... He could see Jean Young's body drifting in the muddy water all the way to where the river made a big loop to the north. Murder...