"You needn't stay out." Callahan swung toward Ted. "Was your father with you today?"
"Well—no."
"Where was he?"
"He was out hunting a coyote."
A note of triumph in his voice, Callahan turned again to Al. "By any chance, a two-legged coyote?"
Al said disgustedly, "Don't be a fool!"
"Did you have your rifle with you?"
"What would you carry if you was huntin' a coyote? A pocketful of pebbles?"
"Can you account for your actions of today?"
"Yep. Crossed the nose of Hawkbill, went into Coon Valley, climbed that to its head, swung behind Burned Mountain, crossed the Fordham Road and come back by way of Fiddlefoot Crick."