 Why didn't Tremaine automatically include the state law enforcement in his investigation?
In his room at the Elsby Commercial Hotel, Tremaine opened his luggage and took out a small tool kit, used a screwdriver to remove the bottom cover plate from the telephone. He inserted a tiny aluminum cylinder, crimped wires and replaced the cover. Grammond's boys are supposed to keep me informed. "I felt a technical man might succeed where a trained investigator could be misled. And since it seems to be pinpointed in your home area—" "You don't have to justify yourself. Now I want answers, not questions! I'm warning you, Tremaine. Tremaine left the hotel, walked two blocks west along Commerce Street and turned in at a yellow brick building with the words ELSBY MUNICIPAL POLICE cut in the stone lintel above the door. "Jimmy," he said, "Jimmy Tremaine." In a back room Tremaine said, "To everybody but you this is just a visit to the old home town. Tremaine covered the discovery of the powerful unidentified interference on the high-security hyperwave band, the discovery that each transmission produced not one but a pattern of "fixes" on the point of origin. It showed a set of concentric circles, overlapped by a similar group of rings. "I think what we're getting is an echo effect from each of these points of intersection. The rings themselves represent the diffraction pattern—" "Hold it, Jimmy. "The point is this, Jess: we think we've got it narrowed down to this section. "Mr. Bram," repeated Tremaine. "I've never seen any harm in Bram," said Jess. They used to raise cain in the other drug store...." I used to think she was some kind of princess...." "After dark. II Back in the street, Tremaine headed south toward the Elsby Town Hall, a squat structure of brownish-red brick, crouched under yellow autumn trees at the end of Sheridan Street. Tremaine went up the steps and past heavy double doors. Ten yards along the dim corridor, a hand-lettered cardboard sign over a black-varnished door said "MUNICIPAL OFFICE OF RECORD." It was ten minutes before he beckoned Tremaine over to the table where a two-foot-square book lay open. Acreage sold, One Dollar and other G&V consid. (see Vol. 9 & cet.)" "That's the ledger for 1901; means Bram bought a quarter section on the nineteenth of May. "There's one story that's not superstition...."
 He's unsure of how serious the investigation is, and he doesn't want them stepping on his toes.
 He thinks the state law enforcement officers are all incredibly rude.  He thinks the state law enforcement officers are all incredibly dumb.  He's unsure of how serious the investigation is, and he doesn't want them stepping on his toes.  He's unsure of how serious the investigation is.