Pete laughed, but his laugh was uneasy.
“Because I’m sick to death being agin the law.”
“Ah. Been taking a hand building the church back there?” The sarcasm was unmistakable, but it passed the other by.
“Ben takin’ a hand in most things—back there.”
“Sure. Find some of ’em don’t pay?”
The man shook his head.
“Guess they pay—mostly. ’Tain’t that.”
“What then?”
“Sort o’ feel it’s time to quit—bizness.”
“Oh. So you waited around for—me?”