The Far Cry by Fredric Brown

Author:Fredric Brown
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Black Lizard
Published: 1991-07-02T07:00:00+00:00

Three or four hundred bucks, Weaver thought. That much money was worth shooting for. And he’d been thinking of trying to write the story himself anyway.

"Vi, did you bring my camera?” . .

“Camera? Oh, George, I forgot about it. I remember now your writing me to bring it, same time you told. me to bring the typewriter, but the camera was put away in the trunk I’d already sent to storage, the things we didn’t want to leave in the apartment while it was sublet, and I was going to go down to the storage company and get it and then at the last minute there were so many things to do and . . ."

"That's all right, Vi. I want to take a few pictures while we’re here, but I can rent or borrow a camera for a few days. Want to ride in with me now? You can have a drink while I’m hunting one up. There's a photographer's place near the Taos Inn; I can probably get one there .”

“Sure, George. But I can't go dressed this way—”

They left half an hour later, Vi dressed another way, and drove to Taos. He left Vi at the Taos Inn sipping a martini—her favorite drink in bars, although it was too much trouble for her to make them for herself when she drank at home—while he made arrangements to rent a camera for a few days and bought several rolls of film to go with it.

He'd get right at taking the pictures, he decided, and he’d start work right away on the story. Three or four hundred bucks would make a hell of a lot of difference in his budget. He knew that he was taking advantage of Luke's generosity to take him up on the proposition, especially if it turned out that Luke would really have to rewrite the story, but maybe he could make it up to Luke some time, some way.

Let's see, was there anything else he wanted before starting the story?

Before he went into the bar of the Taos Inn to get Vi, he went to the phone in the lobby and called Callahan.

"Weaver," he said. “Callahan, do you know whether the Seco man who found the body is still around? If I remember the name right, it’s Ramon Camillo."

"That's the name, but I don’t know if he's still around or not. Ask them at the Arroyo Seco post office; they’ll be able to tell you—and to tell you where he lives, if he’s still there .”

"Thanks, I’ll do that.”

"Find out what you wanted to find out in Albuquerque?”

“More or less. The hotel’s gone, but I talked to the editor of the Tribune and got a few little extra details that'll help the story."

“Good. Say, Weaver, I understand your wife's with you now. Why don‘t you drop around at the house with her some time? Do you play bridge?”

“I do, but the missus doesn't. Sorry.”

"Well, bridge isn’t the only thing in the world. Drop around anyway—any evening; if our lights are on, we’re home.

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