"Put those pistols back on the wall," he told Walters, indicating several
he had laid aside after listing. "Leave the others there; I'm not
finished with them yet. I'll be back before too long. If I don't find any
more bodies."
CHAPTER 16
It was raining again as Rand parked his car about a hundred yards up the
street from Karen Lawrence's antique-shop. The windows were dark, but
Karen was waiting inside the door for him. He entered quickly, mindful of
the All-Seeing Eye across the street, and followed her to a back room,
where Mrs. Jarrett and Dorothy Gresham were. All three women regarded him
intently, as though trying to decide whether he was friend or enemy.
There was a long silence before Mrs. Jarrett spoke, and when she did, her
words were almost the same as Karen's when she had spoken over the phone.
"Colonel Rand," she began, obviously struggling with herself, "you must
tell me the truth. Did you have anything to do with my son's being
arrested?"
Rand shook his head. "Absolutely nothing, Mrs. Jarrett," he told her,
unbuckling the belt of his raincoat and taking it off. "I have never
seriously suspected your son of the Rivers murder, I had no idea that
McKenna was contemplating arresting him, and if I had, I would have
advised him against it.
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