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."To sum it up," he said,"we still don't know where to put our hands on George Bowlegs."He shifted his eyes slightly to look at Leaphorn.He smiled.The action made adimple in each cheek and crinkled the skin around his blue eyes."I hopeyou'll stick to that chore.I'd put somebody on it to work with you if therewas anybody.But everybody is working on something else.I think that kidknows something about why Cata and Shorty Bowlegs were killed.And I think hecan tell us something about that commune." The eyes shifted away and the smileturned off."We really wanted to talk to him today."Leaphorn said absolutely nothing."Second, you think somebody else is hunting George.Maybe so," O'Malley said."I don't doubt it.I can see why maybe some people would want to shut him up.But it looks like he's hard to catch." The smile came on again."And it's toobad you getting shot by that coyote trap or whatever it was.We'll keep thatsyringe.Maybe we can track down where it came from and who bought the serum."The smile turned into a grin."However, I think there's going to be enoughcharges to file when we get this broken so we may not need to worry aboutmaking a case on whoever committed that particular assault."O'Malley folded the finger tent.The grin went away.He stood up."It might help," Leaphorn said quickly, "if you'd fill me in on what you'vebeen learning."O'Malley peered at him curiously."I gathered someone recognized Baker as a narcotics agent," O'Malley said."Heis." The silence stretched.That was all.Leaphorn realized with incredulousanger that this was all O'Malley was going to tell him."O.K.Then you think the commune is a cover for a narcotics drop-heroin orwhat have you," Leaphorn said."And the killings were done to protect it?"O'Malley said nothing."Is that right?" Leaphorn insisted.O'Malley hesitated.Finally he said, "It's pretty obvious.But we haven'tgotten everything we need yet to get the indictments.We need to talk toGeorge.Among other things.""Can I guess that Baker was working on this before the killings? That you'vegot enough so you don't have any doubts about it?"O'Malley grinned again."I'd say you could guess that.""What have you got?"The grin faded."For a long time," O'Malley said, "our policy has been thatevery officer working a case is told everything he needs to know about thepart he is working on.But we don't fill everybody in on everything that comesup if it doesn't have anything to do with the angle they're on.For example, Ican tell you that we'd really like to talk to George today-but I don't guessthat's likely?""Why today?"Page 76 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"Tomorrow's this big Zu¤i Shalako ceremonial.Thousands of peoplehere-strangers from all over.It would be a good cover for somebody to come inand make a pickup.""Anybody in particular?"There was another pause while O'Malley thought about it.He unzipped thebriefcase on his desk and pulled out a sheaf of photographs.Some wereofficial police mug shots.Some were candid shots of the sort stakeoutscollect through telescopic lenses.Leaphorn recognized Halsey in a photographthat seemed to have been taken on a college campus, and the pale boy calledOtis in a police mug photo.There were five others he didn't recognize,including a balding fat man and a young man with an Indian face in a paratroopuniform.Leaphorn picked up this photograph and examined it."If you see any of these birds around tomorrow, I want to know about it,"O'Malley said."This guy a Zu¤i?""Yeah.He got the habit in Vietnam and he's been involved in dealing somesince he got back."Leaphorn put the photograph on the desk."That's the motive for the killings then?" he said."Keeping a narcoticsoperation covered up? You got enough to be sure of that?""That's right," O'Malley said."We're sure.""O.K.," Leaphorn said."So I'll just stick to finding George for you."Pasquaanti wasn't in his office but his secretary-a small, cheerful girl witha very round face and a striking display of squash blossom jewelry-sentsomeone to find him after being persuaded it was important.Pasquaantilistened impassively while Leaphorn told him about seeing the kachina at thecommune, about the ambition of George Bowlegs to become a Zu¤i, about the notethe boy had left for his brother, and about what had happened on the mesa.TheZu¤i interrupted only once.He asked Leaphorn to describe the mask."It had a thick ruff of feathers around the neck," Leaphorn said."Black.Probably crow or raven feathers.Had a beak maybe six inches long and round,like a broom handle.And the mask was rounded on top, with a sort of wand offeathers pointing quills-forward as a topknot [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]
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."To sum it up," he said,"we still don't know where to put our hands on George Bowlegs."He shifted his eyes slightly to look at Leaphorn.He smiled.The action made adimple in each cheek and crinkled the skin around his blue eyes."I hopeyou'll stick to that chore.I'd put somebody on it to work with you if therewas anybody.But everybody is working on something else.I think that kidknows something about why Cata and Shorty Bowlegs were killed.And I think hecan tell us something about that commune." The eyes shifted away and the smileturned off."We really wanted to talk to him today."Leaphorn said absolutely nothing."Second, you think somebody else is hunting George.Maybe so," O'Malley said."I don't doubt it.I can see why maybe some people would want to shut him up.But it looks like he's hard to catch." The smile came on again."And it's toobad you getting shot by that coyote trap or whatever it was.We'll keep thatsyringe.Maybe we can track down where it came from and who bought the serum."The smile turned into a grin."However, I think there's going to be enoughcharges to file when we get this broken so we may not need to worry aboutmaking a case on whoever committed that particular assault."O'Malley folded the finger tent.The grin went away.He stood up."It might help," Leaphorn said quickly, "if you'd fill me in on what you'vebeen learning."O'Malley peered at him curiously."I gathered someone recognized Baker as a narcotics agent," O'Malley said."Heis." The silence stretched.That was all.Leaphorn realized with incredulousanger that this was all O'Malley was going to tell him."O.K.Then you think the commune is a cover for a narcotics drop-heroin orwhat have you," Leaphorn said."And the killings were done to protect it?"O'Malley said nothing."Is that right?" Leaphorn insisted.O'Malley hesitated.Finally he said, "It's pretty obvious.But we haven'tgotten everything we need yet to get the indictments.We need to talk toGeorge.Among other things.""Can I guess that Baker was working on this before the killings? That you'vegot enough so you don't have any doubts about it?"O'Malley grinned again."I'd say you could guess that.""What have you got?"The grin faded."For a long time," O'Malley said, "our policy has been thatevery officer working a case is told everything he needs to know about thepart he is working on.But we don't fill everybody in on everything that comesup if it doesn't have anything to do with the angle they're on.For example, Ican tell you that we'd really like to talk to George today-but I don't guessthat's likely?""Why today?"Page 76 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"Tomorrow's this big Zu¤i Shalako ceremonial.Thousands of peoplehere-strangers from all over.It would be a good cover for somebody to come inand make a pickup.""Anybody in particular?"There was another pause while O'Malley thought about it.He unzipped thebriefcase on his desk and pulled out a sheaf of photographs.Some wereofficial police mug shots.Some were candid shots of the sort stakeoutscollect through telescopic lenses.Leaphorn recognized Halsey in a photographthat seemed to have been taken on a college campus, and the pale boy calledOtis in a police mug photo.There were five others he didn't recognize,including a balding fat man and a young man with an Indian face in a paratroopuniform.Leaphorn picked up this photograph and examined it."If you see any of these birds around tomorrow, I want to know about it,"O'Malley said."This guy a Zu¤i?""Yeah.He got the habit in Vietnam and he's been involved in dealing somesince he got back."Leaphorn put the photograph on the desk."That's the motive for the killings then?" he said."Keeping a narcoticsoperation covered up? You got enough to be sure of that?""That's right," O'Malley said."We're sure.""O.K.," Leaphorn said."So I'll just stick to finding George for you."Pasquaanti wasn't in his office but his secretary-a small, cheerful girl witha very round face and a striking display of squash blossom jewelry-sentsomeone to find him after being persuaded it was important.Pasquaantilistened impassively while Leaphorn told him about seeing the kachina at thecommune, about the ambition of George Bowlegs to become a Zu¤i, about the notethe boy had left for his brother, and about what had happened on the mesa.TheZu¤i interrupted only once.He asked Leaphorn to describe the mask."It had a thick ruff of feathers around the neck," Leaphorn said."Black.Probably crow or raven feathers.Had a beak maybe six inches long and round,like a broom handle.And the mask was rounded on top, with a sort of wand offeathers pointing quills-forward as a topknot [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]