“I heard him walking on the gravel through the porte cochere and into the backyard. When I disarmed the alarm system and opened the back door, he was sitting on the steps. The oak and pecan trees and slash pines were barely visible inside the fog rolling off Bayou Teche. He told me everything that had happened in Algiers.“You went into Grimes’s apartment after Golightly got it?” I said.“I didn’t touch anything.”“Grimes died with a .357 in his hand?”“Yeah, he probably let the wrong person in and ...didn’t realize his mistake until it was too late.”“Why’d you go into his apartment?”“Grimes tortured my secretary. I shouldn’t go into his apartment?”“You didn’t call the shooting in?”“I called in a shots-fired from a pay phone.”“You did that later?”“Yeah.”“There’s something not coming together here, Clete. You had your piece out when you were in the alley?”“That’s what I said.”“But you didn’t try to stop the shooter?”“Would you eat a round for Bix Golightly?”Clete was staring into the fog, his big hands cupped on his knees, his porkpie hat low on his forehead, his stomach hanging over his belt.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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