Matt Helm 01 - Death of a Citizen by Donald Hamilton

Author:Donald Hamilton [Hamilton, Donald]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-07-14T18:29:02+00:00

I said, "Just get dressed, honey, we'll talk later. If they've got glasses on us, I don't want them to think we're holding a council of war. I almost walked into

the side of their wagon, back in town, and they're probably wondering if it was just a

coincidence or-if they've tipped their hand."

I reached up to lower the canopy door. She said, "All right, but leave it open, please, or I'll smother in here, now that we've stopped."

I shrugged, and sauntered around to get the .22s out of the cab. I wandered away upstream until I found a place where the bank of the wash was steep enough to stop a bullet without causing it to ricochet and endanger the local cattle population, but not so high as to hide what I was doing from any vantage points in the surrounding territory that might be occupied by interested observers. I set up a tin can, backed off about twenty yards, took out the Woodsman, and emptied the clip, hitting with seven out of the nine shots. Barbara Herrera. had received the tenth bullet out of that load. I filled the clip and tried again, this time getting only one miss in ten shots. While I was shoving fresh cartridges into the clip, Tina came up, carrying a bundle.

I turned to look at her. She wasn't exactly the bluejeans type as you see it portrayed locally.

Her breasts and buttocks didn't threaten to erupt through the tough new cloth, which made her strictly a square, I guess, by current high-school standards. As a matter of fact, with her short black hair, she had kind of a boyish look.

"Everything fit?" I asked.

"The shirt is a little large," she said. "What do I do with this?"

She held out the bundle, which seemed to contain her discarded party clothes.

"Toss it into the bushes," I said, and grinned. "It'll give them something to investigate." She did as instructed. I offered her the gun. "Here. Shoot slowly and don't seem to pay much attention to me." I sat down on a boulder to watch her. She examined the pistol, shoved the safety off with her thumb, and fired once. "A couple inches low," I said. "Don't hold at six o'clock, she's sighted to shoot center. . . . I know you'll have to report that we've got an escort, but an hour more or less isn't going to make too much difference. If we'd hung around that town long enough fur you to scramble into some clothes and dash to the nearest phone, they'd have known we were onto them. I think it's better that we seem to be loafing along without a care in the world, so they feel they can take their time with whatever they plan to do-both here and in Santa Fe."

She fired again, and hit the can. "You do not think it can be the police?"

"It doesn't seem likely," I said. "There'd be no reason for them to keep us on ice like this.

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