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KBI 97 093; FBI 859 273A. Address: Edgerton, Kansas. Birth-date 6-6-31. Birthplace:<br />
K. C., Kans. Height: 5-10. Weight: 175. Hair: Blond. Eyes: Blue. Build: Stout. Comp:<br />
Ruddy. Occup: Car Pa<strong>in</strong>ter. Crime: Cheat & Defr. & Bad Checks. Paroled: 8-13-59. By:<br />
So. K. C. K.<br />
The second description read: Smith, Perry Edward (WM) 27-59. Birthplace:<br />
Nevada. Height: 5-4. Weight: 156. Hair: D. Brn. Crime: B&E. Arrested:(blank). By:<br />
(blank). Disposition: Sent KSP 3-13-56 from Phil-lips Co .5-10 yrs. Rec .3-14-56.<br />
Paroled: 7-6-59.<br />
Marie exam<strong>in</strong>ed the front-view and profile photographs of Smith: an arrogant<br />
face, tough, yet not entirely, for there was about it a peculiar ref<strong>in</strong>ement; the lips and<br />
nose seemed nicely made, and she thought the eyes, with their moist, dreamy<br />
expression, rather pretty - rather, <strong>in</strong> an actorish way, sensitive. Sensitive, and someth<strong>in</strong>g<br />
more: "mean." Though not as mean, as forbidd<strong>in</strong>gly "crim<strong>in</strong>al," as the eyes of Hickock,<br />
Richard Eugene. Marie, transfixed by Hickock's eyes, was rem<strong>in</strong>ded of a childhood<br />
<strong>in</strong>cident - of a bobcat she'd once seen caught <strong>in</strong> a trap, and of how, though she'd wanted<br />
to release it, the cat's eyes, radiant with pa<strong>in</strong> and hatred, had dra<strong>in</strong>ed her of pity and<br />
filled her with terror. "Who are they?" Marie asked.<br />
Dewey told her Floyd Wells' story, and at the end he said, "Funny. The past<br />
three weeks, that's the angle we've concentrated on. Track<strong>in</strong>g down every man who ever<br />
worked on the Clutter place. Now, the way it's turned out, it just seems like a piece of<br />
luck. But a few days more and we would've hit this Wells. Found he was <strong>in</strong> prison. We<br />
would've got the truth then. Hell, yes."<br />
"Maybe it isn't the truth," Marie said. Dewey and the eighteen men assist<strong>in</strong>g him<br />
had pursued hundreds of leads to barren dest<strong>in</strong>ations, and she hoped to warn him aga<strong>in</strong>st<br />
another disappo<strong>in</strong>tment, for she was worried about his health. His state of m<strong>in</strong>d was<br />
bad; he was emaciated; and he was smok<strong>in</strong>g sixty cigarettes a day. "No. Maybe not,"<br />
Dewey said. "But I have a hunch." His tone impressed her; she looked aga<strong>in</strong> at the faces<br />
on the kitchen table. "Th<strong>in</strong>k of him," she said, plac<strong>in</strong>g a f<strong>in</strong>ger aga<strong>in</strong>st the front-view<br />
portrait of the blond young man. "Th<strong>in</strong>k of those eyes. Com<strong>in</strong>g toward you." Then she<br />
pushed the pictures back <strong>in</strong>to their envelope. "I wish you hadn't shown me."<br />
Later that same even<strong>in</strong>g, another woman, <strong>in</strong> another kitchen, put aside a sock she was<br />
darn<strong>in</strong>g, removed a pair of plastic-rimmed spectacles, and level<strong>in</strong>g them at a visitor,<br />
said, "I hope you f<strong>in</strong>d him, Mr. Nye. For his own sake. We have two sons, and he's one<br />
of them, our first-born. We love him. But... Oh, I realized. I realized he wouldn't have<br />
packed up. Run off. Without a word to anybody - his daddy or his brother. Unless he<br />
was <strong>in</strong> trouble aga<strong>in</strong>. What makes him do it? Why?" She glanced across the small,<br />
stove-warmed room at a gaunt figure hunched <strong>in</strong> a rock<strong>in</strong>g chair - Walter Hickock, her<br />
husband and the father of Richard Eugene. He was a man with faded, defeated eyes and<br />
rough hands; when he spoke, his voice sounded as if it were seldom used. "Was noth<strong>in</strong>g<br />
wrong with my boy, Mr. Nye," Mr. Hickock said. "An outstand<strong>in</strong>g athlete - always on<br />
the first team at school. Basketball! Baseball! Football! Dick was always the star player.