“A confession!” Drake exclaimed.
Mason nodded.
“I don’t get you.”
Mason said, “I’ll give you the high spots. Hocksley wasn’t killed. He was only wounded. I want to find out who shot him and why.”
“How do you know he was only wounded?”
“Because I’ve seen him.”
“You’ve seen him!” Drake echoed, startled.
“Yes.”
“Where?”
“In the Parker Memorial Hospital in San Francisco.”