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ould have to e from Ozzie； one of the most witless and jumble…headed crackers that Jim Tile had ever met。
Culver moaned and strained against the ropes。 Ozzie said； 〃Oh Jesus； he's hurt bad。〃
〃Yes； he is；〃 Jim Tile said。 〃You can take him to the doctor after we have our talk。〃
〃Promise？〃
〃You've got my word。〃
〃Is Culver going to jail？〃
〃Well； I don't know。 Attempted murder of a police officer； that's a life term here in Florida。 Agg assault； use of a firearm in the mission of a felony； and so on。 I just don't know。〃
Ozzie said； 〃What about me？〃
〃Oh； same goes for you。 You're his partner； right？〃
Ozzie's eyes got wet。 〃Momma 'spects the truck back long time ago。〃
〃She'll be worried；〃 Jim Tile said。
〃Can we go soon？〃
Jim Tile folded up the newspaper and leaned forward。 〃First you answer some questions。〃
〃Okay； but go slow。〃
〃Did Dickie Lockhart get you boys to kill Bobby Clinch？〃
〃No； Jesus！ Honest we didn't。〃 Ozzie's nose was running。 〃I liked Bobby； so'd Culver…〃
〃Then who killed him？〃 Jim Tile asked。
〃I don't know。〃 Ozzie sniffed loudly； trying to get the snot off his upper lip。 〃I got no idea；〃 he said。
Jim Tile believed him。 He said； 〃Tell me about Mr。 Pickney。〃
〃Who？ Help me out。〃
〃The guy who played Davey Dillo at the high school。〃
〃Oh； the reporter；〃 Ozzie said。 〃Sir； I didn't drown nobody。〃
〃Who did？'
Culver made a gurgling sound； opened his eyes…showing the whites…and shut them slowly again。 Ozzie cried and said； 〃We gotta get the truck back to Momma。〃
〃Then tell me about Morgan Slough。〃 Jim Tile held a teacup to Ozzie Rundell's lips。 He took a loud sip； swallowed twice； and began to talk。 Jim Tile sat back and listened； saving his questions for the end。 He figured the least interruption would confuse Ozzie beyond redemption。
〃Okay； a few days after Bobby Clinch died； Tom and Lemus came by the bait shop for coffee。 They were saying how somebody was trying to make it look like Dickie done it； except it was an accident…Doc Pembroke even said so。 But Tom and Lemus； they said how somebody went to the newspaper with a made…up story that Dickie kilt Bobby； and now this detective from Miami was goin' around asking about Bobby and what happened at the Coon Bog。 Culver ast who would try to set Dickie Lockhart up like that； but Tom said there were about a million guys jealous of Dickie would do it in a flash。 He said they'd try to make it look like Bobby caught Dickie cheating in some tournament。
〃So Culver hears all this and gets worried because； right before the Curl boys e by； this reporter fella had been in asting about Bobby's boat and the funeral and such…see； they sawed up his Ranger into a coffin。 Mr。 Pinky； he seemed real interested so Culver told him Larkin's place had done the carpenter work。 The man said thanks and went off。
〃Jeez； when Tom and Lemus hear all this they say we've got to get over to Larkin's right away。 Culver was busy with some customers so he told me to ride along in the truck； which I did。 On the way over Tom and Lemus said if we don't do something fast； the newspaper's gonna do a big write…up about how Dickie murdered Bobby Clinch； which we all knew was a lie； but still it would ruin Dickie and make him lose the TV show。 They said we better stop this guy and I said yeah； but that was before I knew what they meant。 What they meant by stopping him。 Sir； can I have some more tea？〃
Jim Tile held the cup for Ozzie。
〃The green truck； that was Tom and Lemus's；〃 Ozzie said。
〃Oh；〃 said Jim Tile。
〃Anyway； we get to Larkin's and there's the guy out back by the dumpster。 Ott Pinky。 I recognized him right off； and Lemus says： Is that the guy？ And I say yeah； it is。〃 Ozzie paused。 〃I got in the back of the truck； the green truck。〃
Jim Tile said； 〃And Mr。 Pickney rode up front？ Between the Curl boys。〃
〃Yes； sir。 There's a deer camp on the Sumter property。 Maybe sixteen miles out。 We took him there for the rest of the day。 See； I thought mainly they was just gonna ast him questions。〃
Jim Tile said； 〃What did you see； Ozzie？〃
〃Mainly I stayed in the truck。〃
〃Then what did you hear？〃
Ozzie looked down。 〃Jesus； I don't know。 Mainly some yelling 。。。 〃 The words tumbled slowly； trailed off。 Jim Tile imagined Ozzie's fevered brain cells exploding like popcorn。
The trooper said； 〃What did Ott tell them？〃
〃We made a fire； drank some beer； fell asleep。 About three hours before dawn we headed for the slough。〃
〃Was Mr。 Pickney still alive？〃
〃He didn't tell them hardly nothing； according to Tom and Lemus。〃 Ozzie was untracked again； answering Jim Tile's questions in no particular sequence。
Jim Tile said； 〃You were the driver； that's all？〃
〃He was still alive when we got there。 Banged up but still alive。 See； I thought they was gonna let him go。 I thought they was through with him。 Tom and Lemus； they said to stay in the truck and I did。 But it got cold and I couldn't figure what was takin' so long。 Finally I got out to whizz and that's when I heard the splash。〃
Jim Tile said； 〃You didn't see anything？〃
〃It was a damn big splash。〃 Ozzie sneezed； and more gunk came out of his nose。 He said； 〃Truth is； I didn't really want to look。〃
Jim Tile untied Ozzie's wrists and ankles and helped him to his feet。 Together they carried Culver out to the pickup and laid him on the flatbed。 Ozzie put the tailgate back up。 Jim Tile got an extra pillow and a blanket from his apartment。
〃Think you'd best get him over to the hospital in Melbourne；〃 Jim Tile said。 〃Nobody here in town can fix that jawbone。〃
Ozzie nodded glumly。 〃I gotta go by the house and fetch Momma。〃 He got in the truck and started the ignition。
Jim Tile leaned in the driver's window and said； 〃Ozzie； you understand what happens if I have to arrest you。〃
〃Culver goes to jail；〃 Ozzie said wanly。
〃For the rest of his natural life。 When he gets to feeling better； please remind him； would you？〃
〃I will；〃 said Ozzie。 〃Sir； I swear I don't think he meant to shoot you。〃
〃Of course he did；〃 said Jim Tile； 〃but I'm inclined to let the whole thing slide； long as you boys stay out of my way for a while。〃
Ozzie was so relieved that he nearly peed his pants。 He didn't even mind that the black man had called them boys。 Basically Ozzie was happy to still be alive。 The trooper could have killed them both and gotten away with it； yet here he was； being a true Christian and letting them go。
〃Just one favor；' Jim Tile said； resting a coal…black arm on the door of the truck。
〃Sure；〃 Ozzie said。
〃Where can I find Thomas Curl？〃
Richard Clarence Lockhart was buried on January 25 at the Our Lady of Tropicana cemetery outside Harney。 It was a relatively small turnout； considering Dickie's fame and stature in the county； but the low attendance could be explained easily enough。 By unfortunate coincidence； the day of the funeral was also opening day of the Okeechobee Bass Blasters Classic； so almost all Dickie's friends and colleagues were out fishing。 Dickie would certainly forgive them； the preacher had chuckled； especially since the tournament required a nonrefundable entry fee of two thousand dollars per boat。
Dickie Lockhart was