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Unformatted text preview: ter the rest." Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html "There's no way Lenny Fargarson was a stooge for Danny Padgitt," I argued. "Just because he's crippled?" 'Just because he was a very devout Christian." "He was unemployed, Willie. He was once able to work, but he knew his condition would only deteriorate over the years. Maybe he needed money. Hell, everybody needs money. The Padgitts have trucks full of cash." "I don't buy it." "It makes more sense than any of your screwball theories. What are you sayin'—somebody else is pickin' off the jurors?" "I didn't say that." "Good, because I was about to call you a flamin' dumb-ass." "You've called me worse." "Not this morning." "And under your theory, Mo Teale and Maxine Root also took cash from the Padgitts, then double-crossed Danny on the issue of guilt, then reversed themselves on the issue of death, and will now pay the ultimate price because they didn't hang the jury to begin with? Is that what you're saying, Harry Rex?" "Damned right!" "You're a flaming dumb-ass, you know that? Why would an honest, hardworking, crime-hating, churchgoing man like Mo Teale agree to take money from the Padgitts?" "Maybe they threatened him." "Maybe! Maybe they didn't!" "So what's your best theory?" "It's Padgitt, and it just so happens that the first two he picked off happened to be two of the three who voted no to the death penalty. He doesn't know how the vote went. He was in Parchman twelve hours after the verdict. He's made his list. Fargarson was first because he was such an easy target. Teale was second because Padgitt could choose the setting." "Who's third?" "I don't know, but these folks won't stay locked in their homes forever. He'll bide his time, let things die down, then secretly start making plans again." "He could have some help, you know." Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html "Exactly." Harry Rex's phone had never stopped ringing. He glared at it during a pause, then said, "I got work to do." "I guess I'll go see the Sheriff. See you later." I was out of his office when he yelled, "S...
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This note was uploaded on 07/18/2010 for the course LIT 301 taught by Professor Dra during the Spring '10 term at American College of Computer & Information Sciences.
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