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The three lawyers looked blankly at each other； then at the judge。 Bernard stood。 〃Your Honor； I would like to
summarize my client's position in regard to a reasonable bond…〃
〃Forget it； pal。 I've heard enough from you and your client。 Sit down。〃
Bullard hesitated； then rapidly announced： 〃Bond is hereby set at one hundred thousand for Pete Willard； and two hundred thousand for Billy Ray Cobb。 Defendants will remain in the custody of the sheriff until they are able to make bail。 Court's adjourned。〃 He rapped the gavel and disappeared into his chambers； where he finished the half pint and opened another one。
Lester was pleased with the bonds。 His had been fifty thousand for the murder of Monroe Bowie。 Of course； Bowie was black； and bonds were generally lower for those cases。
The crowd inched toward the rear door； but Lester did not move。 He watched closely as the two white boys were handcuffed and taken through the door into the holding room。 When they were out of sight； he placed his head in his hands and said a short prayer。 Then he listened。
At least ten times a day Jake walked through the French doors and onto the balcony to inspect downtown Clanton。 He sometimes puffed a cheap cigar and blew smoke over Washington Street。 Even in the summer he left the windows open in the big office。 The sounds of the busy small town made good pany as he worked quietly。 At times he was amazed at the volume of noise generated on the streets around the courthouse； and at other times he walked to the balcony to see why things were so quiet。
Just before 2：00 P。M。； Monday； May 20； he walked to the balcony and lit a cigar。 A heavy silence engulfed downtown Clanton； Mississippi。
Cobb went first down the stairs； cautiously； with his hands cuffed behind him； then Willard； then Deputy Looney。 Ten steps down； then the landing； turn right； then ten steps to the first floor。 Three other deputies waited outside by the patrol cars smoking cigarettes and watching reporters。
When Cobb reached the second step from the floor； and Willard was three steps behind； and Looney was one step off the landing； the small； dirty； neglected； unnoticed door to the janitor's closet burst open and Mr。 Carl Lee Hailey sprung from the darkness with an M…16。 At point…blank range he opened fire。 The loud； rapid； clapping； popping gunfire shook the courthouse and exploded the silence。 The rapists froze； then screamed as they were hit…Cobb first； in the stomach and chest； then Willard in the face； neck； and throat。 They twisted vainly up the stairs； handcuffed and helpless； stumbling over each other as their skin and blood splashed together。
Looney was hit in the leg but managed to scramble up the stairs into the holding room； where he crouched and listened as Cobb and Willard screamed and moaned and the crazy nigger laughed。 Bullets ricocheted between the walls of the narrow stairway； and Looney could see； looking down toward the landing； blood and flesh splashing on the walls and dripping down。
In short； sudden bursts of seven or eight rounds each； the enormous booming sound of the M…16 echoed through the courthouse for an eternity。 Through the gunfire and the sounds of the bullets rattling around the walls of the stairway； the high…pitched； shrill； laughing voice of Carl Lee could be plainly heard。
When he stopped； he threw the rifle at the two corpses and ran。 Into the restroom； he jammed the door with a chair； crawled out a window into the bushes； then onto the sidewalk。 Nonchalantly； he walked to his pickup and drove home。
Lester froze when the shooting started。 The gunfire was heard loudly in the courtroom。 Willard's mother screamed and Cobb's mother screamed； and the deputies raced into the holding room； but did not venture down the stairs。 Lester listened intently for the sounds of handguns； and hearing none； he left the courtroom。
With the first shot； Bullard grabbed the half pint and crawled under his desk while Mr。 Pate locked the door。
Cobb； or what was left of him； came to rest on Willard。 Their blood mixed and puddled on each step； then it overflowed and dripped to the next step； where it puddled before
overflowing and dripping to the next。 Soon the foot of the stairway was flooded with the mixture。
Jake sprinted across the street to the rear door of the courthouse。 Deputy Prather crouched in front of the door； gun drawn； and cursed the reporters who pressed forward。 The other deputies knelt fearfully on the doorsteps next to the patrol cars。 Jake ran to the front of the courthouse； where more deputies were guarding the door and evacuating the county employees and courtroom spectators。 A mass of bodies poured onto the front steps。 Jake fought through the stampede and into the rotunda and found Ozzie directing people and yelling in all directions。 He motioned for Jake； and they walked down the hall to the rear doors； where a half dozen deputies stood； guns in hand； gazing silently at the stairway。 Jake felt nauseated。 Willard had almost made it to the landing。 The front of his head was missing； and his brains rolled out like jelly covering his face。 Cobb had been able to twist over and absorb the bullets with his back。 His face was buried in Willard's stomach； and his feet touched the fourth step from the floor。 The blood continued from the lifeless bodies； and it covered pletely the bottom six steps。 The crimson pool on the floor inched quickly toward the deputies； who slowly backed away。 The weapon was between Cobb's legs on the fifth step； and it too was covered with blood。
The group stood silently； mesmerized by the two bodies； which； though dead； continued to spew blood。 The thick smell of gunfire hung over the stairway and drifted toward the hall into the rotunda； where the deputies continued to move people toward the front door。
〃Jake； you'd better leave；〃 Ozzie said without looking from the bodies。
〃Why？〃
〃Just leave。〃
〃Why？〃
〃 'Cause we gotta take pictures and collect evidence and stuff； and you don't need to be here。〃
cui you aon t interrogate him out ot my presence。 Understand？〃 Ozzie nodded。
The photographs were taken； the mess cleaned； the evidence gathered； the bodies removed； and two hours later Ozzie left town followed by five patrol cars。 Hastings drove and led the convoy into the country； toward the lake； past Bates Grocery； onto Craft Road。 The Hailey driveway was empty except for Owen's car； Carl Lee's pickup； and the red Cadillac from Illinois。
Ozzie expected no trouble as the patrol cars parked in a row across the front yard； and the deputies crouched behind the open doors； watching as the sheriff walked alone to the house。 He stopped。 The front door opened slowly and the Hailey family emerged。 Carl Lee walked to the edge of the porch with Tonya in his arms。 He looked down at his friend the sheriff； and behind him at the row of cars and deputies。 To his right was Gwen； and to his left were his three sons； the smallest one crying softly but the older ones brave and proud。 Behind them stood Lester。
The two groups watched each other； each waiting for the other to say or do something； each wanting to avoid what was about to happen。 The only sounds were the soft sniffles