Death in the family, p.14
Death in the Family,
p.14
“A customer?” he asked.
“A very good customer.”
He kissed her, patted the little guy’s head, and left.
* * *
Clint rode Eclipse over to the sheriff’s office.
“Perryman’s still in a cell,” Murphy told him. “He’ll go before the judge later today.”
“The judge is going to be busy,” Clint said.
“What?”
“Never mind,” Clint said. “Do you need me?”
“No,” Murphy said. “I was in the saloon with you, heard everything he said, and I’ve got that telegram you gave me from the lawyer back East. And . . . I’ve got a witness.”
“What? Who?”
“Jason Kendall.”
“Perryman’s man?”
Murphy nodded.
“He came in early this mornin’ and made a statement. He’s hopin’ to avoid jail time.”
“Was he there?” Clint asked. “Did he kill them?”
“No,” Murphy said, “well, he says no, but he says he knows who did it and he’ll testify.”
“Then you don’t need me at all.”
“No. You leavin’ town today?”
“I am,” Clint said. “Right now.”
“What about the boy?”
“He’s in good hands,” Clint said, walking to the door. “He’s in very good hands.”
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