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for bail?"
"People want collateral. I don't own anything worth
twenty grand."
"You have family?"
"Besides Chin? I got a brother. Leave him out of it.
Sooner or later they got to bring me to trial, then I'll be
out and it won't be because I went whining to my
brother to bail me out."
Abernathy finally found his pipe and began to pat
his pockets for tobacco. "First, you may not necessarily
be acquitted. Second, trial isn't set until late July. You
want to sit here 'til then? I should think your
responsibility to your wife…" He paused, struck by the
intensity in the man's face.
Henry pushed his hands on the table to shove his
chair back. His wrist bones were a clean, scrubbed red
below his cuffs. "Okay, okay, what's your deal?"
"No deal. Just some questions to start with." There
was no answer. Locating the tobacco, Abernathy
eventually got his pipe lit; he examined the lighter as he
spoke. "Mr. Henry, I realize you've been through this
story endless times, but bear with me. My