I stared through the bars of the jail cell. Barry stood behind me, swaying on his feet, looking as ill as I felt.
Agent Nightingale stood on the other side of the bars with Sheriff Breaker. Nightingale had a stack of manuscript pages in his hand. He seemed unhinged as he gloated:
"Well, I've got you now, Raymond Chandler. It's all here, all the evidence, including conspiracy to murder a federal agent."
Departure Manuscript: Wake and Barry in a Cell
