Дневник для двоих "Our life story" (серый)

For Dewey and Duntz, patient professionals, had gradually narrowed the prisoner’s life story to the events of the last seven weeks, then reduced those to a concentrated recapitulation of the crucial week-end—Saturday noon to Sunday noon, November 14 to 15. Now, having spent three hours preparing the way, they were not far from coming to the point. Dewey said, “Perry, let’s review our position. Now, when you received parole, it was on condition that you never return to Kansas. “The Sunflower State. I cried my eyes out.” “Feeling that way, why did you go back? You must have had some very strong reason.” “I told you. To see my sister. To get the money she was holding for me.” “Oh, yes. The sister you and Hickock tried to find in Fort Scott. Perry, how far is Fort Scott from Kansas City?” Smith shook his head. He didn’t know. “Well, how long did it take you to drive there?” No response. “One hour? Two? Three? Four?” The prisoner said he couldn’t remember. “Of course you can’t. Because you’ve never in your life been to Fort Scott.” Until then, neither of the detectives had challenged any part of Smith’s statement ...»