“Listen, Chambers, it was no accident that car went over a second too soon. It was you or her, and she didn’t mean it would be you.”
“Let me alone. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Boy, it’s still you or her. If you didn’t have anything to do with this, you better sign this thing. Because if you don’t, then I’ll know. And so will the jury. And so will the judge. And so will the guy that springs the trap.”
He looked at me a minute, then went out, and came back with another guy. The guy sat down and made out a form with a fountain pen. Sackett brought it over to me. “Right here, Chambers.”
I signed. There was so much sweat on my hand the guy had to blot it off the paper.
Chapter 10
After he went, the cop came back and mumbled something about a blackjack. We played a few rounds, but I couldn’t get my mind on it. I made out it got on my nerves to deal with one hand, and quit.
“He kind of got to you, hey?”
“Little bit.”
“He’s tough, he is. He gets to them all. He looks like a preacher, all full of love for the human race, but he’s got a heart like a stone.”