The End of the Line
“Durrant said as he stepped into Wilcox’s office. He held in his left hand the script that Wilcox had furnished with the list of men who had participated in the card game the night Deek Penner was killed.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Wallace.”
“It’s Sergeant Wallace, Mr. Wilcox. I’ll need you to arrange for me to see all the men, together, tonight please. In Frank Dodds’ cabin.”
Wilcox closed the ledger he had been making notes in and twisted in his chair to look at the Mountie. “Okay, well,... yes, that can be arranged. I will check with Mr. Dodds.”
“This isn’t a request, Mr. Wilcox.”
Wilcox regarded him a moment. “Frank Dodds doesn’t take orders well. He’s an independent man.”
“I’m certain you will find a way to convince him so that I don’t have to.”
Wilcox drew a slow, laboured breath. “I’ll ask the men to gather around eight, after the evening meal.”MoreLess
“Good afternoon, Mr. Wallace.”
“It’s Sergeant Wallace, Mr. Wilcox. I’ll need you to arrange for me to see all the men, together, tonight please. In Frank Dodds’ cabin.”
Wilcox closed the ledger he had been making notes in and twisted in his chair to look at the Mountie. “Okay, well,... yes, that can be arranged. I will check with Mr. Dodds.”
“This isn’t a request, Mr. Wilcox.”
Wilcox regarded him a moment. “Frank Dodds doesn’t take orders well. He’s an independent man.”
“I’m certain you will find a way to convince him so that I don’t have to.”
Wilcox drew a slow, laboured breath. “I’ll ask the men to gather around eight, after the evening meal.”MoreLess
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