"For what?"
I answered for myself. "For taking part in a student riot when I was in school. Disturbing the peace and resisting an officer. The officer broke my collarbone with a nightstick. That was called resisting an officer."
Captain Marion looked at Prine. "Steve, you make everything sound so damn serious. Maybe this boy wants to write a book. Maybe he's trying."
"I happen to doubt it, Captain," Prine said.
"What did you want to talk to George about, son?"
"I wanted more information about Timmy." I glanced at Ruth. She was looking at me with contempt. She looked away.
"What happened when you got there?"
"The desk clerk told me a girl had just gone up. I met Miss Stamm when I got to the head of the stairs. She was too upset to talk."
"I got a look in that room myself. Hardly blame her. Terrible looking sight. All right, son. You can go if you want to."
"I'd prefer him to stay, if you don't mind, Captain."