“I didn’t shoot,” he said slowly. “Bell shot McLeese. Mebbe he thought it was me. He didn’t have any cause to shoot Mac, that I know about. The door over there was too thick for me to hear much that was said, and I’m wonderin’ why they had you tied up.”
June shook her head. She didn’t know.
“Didn’t they tell yuh why?”
“Oh, I don’t know what they talked about. Everything is so mixed up.”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
He lighted his cigaret and inhaled deeply.
“It seems to me,” he said smiling quietly, “that you’ve kinda had a hard time gettin’ started on yore new job.”
“Why did you have me kidnaped?” she asked.
“Me? Lord love yuh, I never did.”
“I’d like to believe you, but—”