To our utter amazement, Corcoran jerked his thumb toward “Big Jim.”
“He did,” he said.
“He did?” repeated Kenton incredulously. “Then you were the one that ’phoned in to the sergeant?”
Corcoran nodded, taking a tighter grip on the captive’s lapels.
“I was going to call the wagon and go straight in with ‘Big Jim’ here. Then he told such a funny story that I thought maybe he was trying to string me, so I marched him over here to make sure.”
Kenton shook his head.
“That was no way to go,” he muttered under his breath. “Well, no matter. What does he say?”
“Says he took this stuff away from McFadden, but didn’t kill him,” sneered Corcoran. “Doesn’t know who killed him, but he didn’t. Fishy? Well, I’ll tell the world!”
Captain Dolan again bent over the body of Terence McFadden. Then he looked up at “Big Jim.”
“Tell us what happened,” he commanded.