“Some of those same guys think the
same thing about you, and that included
me,” Bob continued, “and well, she’s   
been my partner for longer than Randy  
has. I’d trust her judgment over all   
those other guys, even Randy’s, in a   
minute.”                               
     “You know what?” Johnson asked,   
and then answered, “I would too, but   
listen, I can handle Sandy from here if
you want to take off.”                 
     “Naw, I’m kind of curious to see  
how this all ends,” he said, and then  
looked at me, “If you don’t mind?”     
     “Nope, I’m kind of curious too,” I
answered back.                         
     We didn’t have long to  wait. The 
DA got back less than a minute later,  
gave me some papers to sign, and then  
said, “It’s all set, but remember what 
* I told you.”                             
     As I signed, my hands shook a lit-
tle, and the only answer that came to  
me was, “Don’t get you mad?”           
     He laughed, and then turned to    
Johnson. “Check that farm out for me,  
will you Detective? The first chance   
you get and take some pictures, if you 
think it’ll help.”                     
     He then turned back to me, we     
shook hands, and before I could let go,
he took a firm hold and said, “I don’t 
ever want to see you again. I mean it.”
     I didn’t even smile, “Don’t worry.
I don’t have any desire to ever see you
again either,” and then we were gone.  
     We took the stairs down to the    
street, but I stopped at the first     
landing.                               
     “You son of a bitch!” I yelled at 
Johnson.                               



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