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Where were you before? asked Speers. Saras mother was the one who told me about your clinic. Thats how I knew to contact you. Lets keep going this way, Stone said to Herbie, and they ran. They made it to the main street in concert with Dino, who was coming from the other direction, and they all piled into their car. The bullet had been fired from a Smith and Wesson thirty-eight calibre revolver. TouH be there? Mason asked. I always thought of Mr. Quane as such a sad man. He always seemed terribly unhappy. Last night, a woman named Sheila Barton— Mason toned with a smile toward Gloster and said,Perhaps the district attorney has some questions on redirect examination. I think the Court will now see the importance of that torn claw. Mason moved around the desk, smiled at the perplexed and exasperated Lutts, walked back to a second office, the door of which was letteredHerbert Doxey, Secretary and pushed the door open. Please make it Ellen. I understand the police have been by to see you. Mason turned to the witness.I want you to check your remaining revolvers with the list of numbers, and I want you to produce that list of numbers. She nodded, left, and came back a few moments later with a check which she handed to Murfin. He thanked her and when she was gone he took out a ball-point pen and signed the check and then slid it over to Quane who used the same pen to sign his name. Quane then handed the check to me. I looked at it and put it in the breast pocket of my jacket. Ill tell you anyhow, he said. In the big cities theyll vote us out and them in. Great, Ill send somebody over to remove it. See ya. Dino hung up. You go when we say so. I guess that makes sense. Oh, I almost forgot. A pass to the election-night party is being delivered to you. Dont lose it. Well, I got busy with your Mr. Sig Larkin. A second shot rang out..

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