The Chief's hand fell on the shoulder of the janitor. "I want you,
Shibo."
"You write me note come here now?"
"No, I reckon Mr. Lane wrote that."
"I plenty busy. What you want me for?"
"For the murders of James Cunningham and Horikawa." Before the words were out of his mouth the Chief had his prisoner handcuffed.
Shibo turned to Kirby. "You tellum police I killum Mr. Cunnin'lam and
Horikawa?"
"Yes."
"I plenty sorry I no kill you."
"You did your best, Shibo. Took three shots at ten feet. Rotten shooting."
"Do you mean that he actually tried to kill you?" James asked in surprise.