Unformatted text preview: er of the paper in Tyler County had agreed in principle, but the documents had not been signed. "But there's a new wrinkle," he said. "The paper in Polk County might be for sale. Frankly, we're taking a look at it if you pass. It's quite a bit cheaper." "Ah, more pressure," I said. ThePolk County Herald had four thousand readers and lousy management. I saw it every week. "I'm not trying to pressure you. I'm just putting everything on the table." "I really want a million and a half bucks," I said. "That's over the top, Willie." "It's high, but you'll earn it back. Might take a little longer, but look ten years down the road." "I'm not sure we can go that high." Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html "You'll have to if you want the paper." A sense of urgency had arisen. McGrew hinted at a deadline, then finally said, "We've been talking for months now, and my client is anxious to reach a conclusion. He wants to close the deal by the first of next month, or he'll go elsewhere." The tactic didn't bother me. I was tired of talking too. Either I sold, or I didn't. It was time to make a decision. "That's twenty-three days from now," I said. "It is." "Fair enough." - --- The long days of summer arrived, and the insufferable heat and humidity settled in for their annual three-month stay. I made my usual rounds—to the churches on my list, to the softball fields, to the local golf tournament, to the watermelon cuttings. But Clanton was waiting, and the wait was all we talked about. Inevitably, the noose around the neck of each remaining juror was loosened somewhat. They quite naturally got tired of being prisoners in their homes, of altering their lifelong routines, of having packs of neighbors guard their homes at night. They began to venture out, to try and resume normal lives. The patience of the killer was unnerving. He had the advantage of...
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