''Distributed computing,'' I said. 'Sure. Put a bunch of little computers on big problem. Use their time, then put it together at the end.'
'Yeah. Tied in with a bunch of other equipment. All over the country.'
'For what?' I was curious.
'You'll see,' he said. Right. I got the solid impression that he didn't know, either. I stopped with that line right there. Distributed computing was all we'd need to know to get some smarter cops on it. But I really wanted to get hold of those computers.
Cletus said that he just thought that Gabriel would use the house while they were gone. Then be out of there before they got back. No problems. No troubles. No complications except a bit of an electric bill.
Mostly true, I thought. Easy to make up, hard to disprove. He was only telling us what was supposedly in his own mind. No way to prove it either way. Then he interjected something into the rather standard tale of woe that led me to believe him.
'I thought they had to be cops, too. Feds. I thought he was right. I thought you were all lying to cover up the Feds.'
Let me tell you just how glad I was that Volont wasn't in the room.
'Gabe's well known, and wanted around here,' I said. 'He's been involved in other killings, you know.'
'He's a hero around here,' said Cletus.
'You wouldn't think so if you'd been there, Cletus,' I said.
Davies had let me converse with Cletus for long enough. 'So, Cletus,' he said, 'where is he?'
Cletus just looked at him with a firmly closed mouth.
'Ray, here, will tell you that what I'm about to say is the truth. Your only chance is to cooperate. Saying you're sorry ain't gonna cut it. Neither is 'I was afraid of this man' when you so clearly cooperated with him.'
'You offering a deal?' asked Gunston.
'I'm offering a chance,' said Davies.
'My client will never cross the BAR,' said Blitek.
'Pardon me,' said Davies, 'but what is that supposed to mean?'
'Common law applies on the lands, lakes, and the rivers. The law of the sea only applies on seawater. Salt and fresh water cannot be mixed, because God did not make salt water potable. This is the basic contradiction between the law of the land and the law of the sea. Cletus G. Borglan is a citizen under maritime law, and the laws of the land are not his. Where salt and fresh water meet is the BAR, and we will not cross it.' Blitek paused for breath.
'What's your position on piss?' asked Davies.
Blitek opened his mouth, but Gunston put a hand on his shoulder. 'Not now.' Simple, nearly sotto voice, but it shut Blitek up as if you'd closed switch. Interesting. Obviously didn't have much time for the man, but was in complete control of him.
I'd also noticed that, all during the time Cletus had been talking about Gabriel, Gunston hadn't batted an eye. I made a note. I really didn't want to forget that.
Gunston asked to talk with Cletus in private, so we took them to a little jail conference room, with a tough plastic window, and shut the door. I didn't lock it, although I was authorized to do so. I didn't feel they'd pose much of an escape risk. Blitek stood outside, looking forlorn.
I showed my note to Davies. 'Yeah,' he said. 'I know.' He then gave me an elbow in the ribs. 'Good job,' he said, just like W. C. Fields. 'Made him regurgitate.'
'Hey,' I said, 'I didn't know…'
'Ah, you're a mean one, Houseman.'
'Yeah, right.' I took a sip of coffee. 'Don't you suppose it could have been the reaction from anybody in Cletus's position, though? I mean, here he was, totally committed to an ideal. And a cool leader. He must have totally believed in the man.' I took another sip.
'From what you people tell me about this Gabriel character, yeah, he would have.' Davies grinned.
Gunston stuck his head out. 'We're ready to go back to the kitchen, now.'
We got there, and I was all prepared to get some good information. We did seem to have Cletus where we wanted him. Didn't work that way, though.
'My client,' said Gunston, 'is in danger of his life. I demand that he be moved, and that every security precaution be taken to ensure his safely.'
'We'll do what we can,' I said. Gunston was just blowing smoke, as far as I was concerned.
'To protect him from a known killer? Deputy, I'd suggest you move my client to the Linn County jail.'
I laughed. I couldn't help it. 'Last time we had somebody involved with Gabriel at Linn County,' I said, 'somebody else associated with Gabriel fired at them with a LAWS rocket and took out a chunk of wall.'
I'm sure Gunston remembered the incident, but I'd be willing to bet a million dollars that he'd never heard that it had anything to do with Gabriel.
Apparently, Davies hadn't, either. 'No shit? Was that this dude?'
'Ah, I guess I let the cat out of the bag on that one.' I looked squarely at Gunston. 'The point is, neither you, nor I, nor your client is safe if Gabriel wants to take us out. Anywhere. I'm deadly serious, Mr. Gunston.' I gestured around the room. 'But I think we're marginally safer here than we would be on the road.'
Gunston didn't seem particularly worried. 'Even if he stays here, we feel he's talked enough this evening.'
Like Davies said later, Gunston had learned enough to begin to build a long, expensive case. I suspect my statements regarding Gabriel made it all that much easier. I didn't really care about that part. I suspected Cletus had told the truth, as far as it went.
'If your client were to let us know where Gabriel is,' I said, 'I'm confident that he could be taken into custody fairly quickly. Eliminate the whole problem.'
'You don't know where he is?' asked Cletus.
'No, I don't.' Then, afraid I'd given too much to him, I added, 'Well, not exactly.'
Cletus turned to Gunston. 'I think it'd help if I told them what I know about that,' he said. 'It can't possibly get me in more trouble if they go get him.' Before Gunston or Blitek could get a word in, he said, 'He scouts banks at night. He's gonna hit some banks, and he's making detailed plans of them. For his troops. Calls it Operation Just Cash.'
Cletus had been told that Gabriel intended to hit five banks in the area, three of them in Nation County. First, Maitland, First Iowa. Grand Vista, Federated Bank and Trust. Terrill, People's National. One in Dubuque County, and one across the Mississippi in Conception County, Wisconsin. Five. Sounded impressive at first. Until you figured the five would probably net him $10,000.00 in cash. It was apparent to me that Cletus had been sold a little bill of goods. Normal, I thought. Gabriel wouldn't want any details about a real plan in the hands of the likes of Cletus Borglan.
Too bad for Cletus. He'd opened the bag, but we already had the cat. No bargaining points there. But after he spoke, both his legal advisers just raised hell.
Cletus went back to his cell. He said he really didn't want to bond out. In his shoes, I wouldn't, either.
In any case, it was way past my bedtime. I said as much to Lamar.
'Yeah, get some rest,' he said. 'This is your weekend off, isn't it?'
Oops. I'd forgotten about that. Our schedule went something like this: seven days on, two off; seven on, two off; three on, two off; two on, three off. Yeah, I know. Took some deputies months to get used to that. But the 'three off' was a Friday, Saturday, and a Sunday. The only Friday, Saturday, or Sunday we got in a month. Tomorrow was my day off. Sue wanted to go to Madison and a part of me did too. But I knew the other part wouldn't let me.
'Uh, yeah. I guess it is.'
'Don't you think you better take it off, then?'
'Not now…'
'Okay,' said Lamar. No reason for him to argue that. I'd just go on building up comp time for eternity.
'Maybe I could get next weekend?'
'If you can get somebody to switch,' he said. 'We're still shorthanded.'
When I got home, I explained the situation to Sue. It was one of those times when she got really mad, but was totally reasonable.
