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McKenna abused his subordinate. "If he didn't sell Rivers the pistols, why would he kill him?" "He's only said he sold them to Gwinnett," Rand pointed out. Then he turned to Walters. "Look here; if we find those pistols in Gwinnett's possession, you're clear on this murder charge. There's still a slight matter of larceny, but that doesn't involve the electric chair.
We're not asking any specific price; we're just taking bids, as it were." "Well, how much have you been offered, to date?" "Well, we haven't heard from everybody. In fact, we haven't put out a list, or solicited offers, except locally, as yet. But one gentleman has expressed a willingness to pay up to twenty-five thousand dollars." Gwinnett's face expressed polite skepticism.
Rand, who had come away from the Fleming home in the white car, had called Ritter from the office of the Justice of the Peace while waiting for Walters to put up bail, after his hearing. Now, en route to Gwinnett's, he was briefing his assistant on what had happened. "So everything's set," he concluded. "Mrs.
Rand strolled over to Gwinnett, frisked him, and told him to put his hands down. "Nice, Dave," he complimented. "I thought of that, too, about a minute too late. As soon as he saw Walters coming up the walk with the police, he knew what had happened. Come on, Gwinnett; we'll go through the house and let them in." Gwinnett's eyes darted from side to side, like the eyes of a trapped animal.
You take my advice and make a confession now, and then accompany these officers to Gwinnett's place and show them the pistols. If you do that, you may expect clemency on the theft charge, too." "Oh, I will, sir! I'll sign a full confession, and take these police-officers and show them every one of the pistols...." Rand put paper and carbon sheets in the typewriter.
"Colonel Rand!" he protested. "You certainly don't take an offer like that seriously?" "I think it was made seriously," Rand replied. "A respectable profit could be made on the collection, even at that price." Gwinnett's eyes shifted over the rows of horizontal barrels on the walls.
"What does this do to the Rivers and Fleming murders?" "We can look for one man for both jobs, now," Rand said. "Probably the motive for Fleming was that merger he was so violently opposed to, and the Rivers killing must have been a security measure of some sort. There; that must be Gwinnett's, now."
Dunmore seemed to be following Gwinnett's line of thought. "After he's bluffed Gresham's crowd out, maybe he'll go back to his original ten thousand offer." "Fred, please stop talking about that ten thousand dollars!" Geraldine interrupted. "How much did Rivers actually tell you he'd pay? Twenty-five thousand, like he did Colonel Rand?" Dunmore turned in his chair angrily.
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