He had become pathological about it, sometimes
spending as long as five minutes lost in a daze, counting back, making sure he
hadnt somehow forgotten one. The cross began to droop toward the ground as the
trooper approached the window in which Paul sat, his gray invalids face framed
by jags of broken glass.
The cross
began to droop toward the ground as the trooper approached the window in which
Paul sat, his gray invalids face framed by jags of broken glass. This was
shortly, after he had asked the traditional when-the-sleeper-wakes question and
she had told him he was in the little town of Sidewinder, Colorado. If she shot
Goliath first, she might very well be able to put a slug in Davids face before
he could get that oogy goddam coat unbuttoned and his gun out. If whoever that
is hears something - or even if I hear something and think he might have heard
something - I will kill him, or them, then you, then
myself.