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The sheriff heard his name mentioned； and appeared from his office to greet this infamous visitor。 〃Mr。 Bruster； I'm Ozzie Walls。〃 They shook hands。 The bodyguard did not move。
〃Nice to meet you； Sheriff。 I'm Cat Bruster； from Memphis。〃
〃Yes。 I know who you are。 Seen you in the news。 What brings you to Ford County？〃
〃Well； I gotta buddy in bad trouble。 Carl Lee Hailey； and I'm here to help。〃
〃Okay。 Who's he？〃 Ozzie asked； looking up at the bodyguard。 Ozzie was six feet four； and at least five inches shorter than the bodyguard。 He weighed at least three hundred pounds； most of it in his arms。
〃This here is Tiny Tom；〃 Cat explained。 〃We just call him Tiny for short。〃
〃I see。〃
〃He's sort of like a bodyguard。〃 《
〃He's not carryin' a gun； is he？〃
〃Naw； Sheriff； he don't need a gun。〃
rair enougn。 wny aon t you and liny step into my office？〃
In the office； Tiny closed the door and stood by it while his boss took a seat across from the sheriff。
〃He can sit if he wants to；〃 Ozzie explained to Cat。
〃Naw； Sheriff； he always stands by the door。 That's the way he's been trained。〃
〃Sorta like a police dog？〃
〃Right。〃
〃Fine。 What'd you wanna talk about？〃
Cat crossed his legs and laid a diamond…clustered hand on his knee。 〃Well； Sheriff； me and Carl Lee go way back。 Fought together in 'Nam。 We was pinned down near Da Nang； summer of '71。 I got hit in the head； and； bam！； two seconds later he got hit in the leg。 Our squad disappeared； and the gooks was usin' us for target practice。 Carl Lee limped to where Fs layin'； put me on his shoulders； and ran through the gunfire to a ditch next to a trail。 I hung on his back while he crawled two miles。 Saved my life。 He got a medal for it。 You know that？〃
〃No。〃
〃It's true。 We laid next to each other in a hospital in Saigon for two months； then got our black asses outta Vietnam。 Don't plan to go back。〃
Ozzie was listening intently。
〃And now that my man is in trouble； I'd like to help。〃
〃Did he get the M…16 from you？〃
Tiny grunted and Cat smiled。 〃Of course not。〃
〃Would you like to see him？〃
〃Why sure。 It's that easy？〃
〃Yep。 If you can move Tiny away from that door； I'll get him。〃
Tiny stepped aside； and two minutes later Ozzie was back with the prisoner。 Cat yelled at him； hugged him； and they patted each other like boxers。 Carl Lee looked awkwardly at Ozzie； who took the hint and left。 Tiny again closed the door and stood guard。 Carl Lee moved two chairs together so they could face each other closely and talk。
Cat spoke first。 〃I'm proud of you； big man； for what you did。 Real proud。 Why didn't you tell me that's why you wanted the gun？〃
〃Just didn't。〃
〃How was it？〃
〃Just like 'Nam； except they couldn't shoot back。〃
〃That's the best way。〃
〃Yeah； I guess。 I just wish none of this had to happen。〃
〃You ain't sorry； are you？〃
Carl Lee rocked in his chair and studied the ceiling。 〃I'd do it over； so I got no regrets about that。 I just wish they hadn't messed with my little girl。 I wish she was the same。 I wish none of it ever happened。〃
〃Right； right。 It's gotta be tough on you here。〃
〃I ain't worried 'bout me。 I'm real concerned with my family。〃
〃Right； right。 How's the wife？〃
〃She's okay。 She'll make it。〃
〃I saw in the paper where the trial's in July。 You been in the paper more than me here lately。〃
〃Yeah； Cat。 But you always get off。 I ain't so sure 'bout me。〃
〃You gotta good lawyer； don't you？〃
〃Yeah。 He's good。〃
Cat stood and walked around the office； admiring Oz…zie's trophies and certificates。 〃That's the main reason I came to see you； my man。〃
〃What's that？〃 Carl Lee asked； unsure of what his friend had in mind； but certain his visit had a purpose。
〃Carl Lee； you know how many times I been on trial？〃
〃Seems like all the time。〃
〃Five！ Five times they put me on trial。 The federal boys。 The state boys。 The city boys。 Dope； gamblin'； bribery； guns； racketeerin'； whores。 You name it； and they've tried me for it。 And you know somethin'； Carl Lee； I've been guilty of it all。 Evertime I've gone to trial； I've been guilty as hell。 You know how many times I been convicted？〃
〃No。〃
〃None！ Not once have they got me。 Five trials； five not guilties。〃
Carl Lee smiled with admiration。
〃You know why they can't convict me？〃
Carl Lee had an idea； but he shook his head anyway。
〃Because； Carl Lee； I got the smartest； meanest；
v〃》…n_》n。^utai illinium lawyer in inese pans； 。tie cneats； ne plays dirty； and the cops hate him。 But I'm sittin' here instead of some prison。 He'll do whatever it takes to win a case。〃
〃Who is he？〃 Carl Lee asked eagerly。
〃You've seen him on television walkin' in and outta court。 He's in the papers all the time。 Evertime some big…shot crook gets in trouble； he's there。 He gets the drug dealers； the politicians； me； all the big…time thugs。〃
〃What's his name？〃
〃He handles nothin' but criminal cases； mainly dope； bribery； extortion； stuff like that。 But you know what his favorite is？〃
〃What？〃
〃Murder。 He loves murder cases。 Ain't never lost one。 Gets all the big ones in Memphis。 Remember when they caught those two niggers throwin' a dude off the bridge into the Mississippi。 Caught them redhanded。 'Bout five years ago？〃
〃Yeah； I remember。〃
〃Had a big trial for two weeks； and they got off。 He was the man。 Walked them outta there。 Not guilty。〃
〃I think I remember seein' him on TV。〃
〃Sure you did。 He's a bad dude； Carl Lee。 I'm tellin' you the man never loses。〃
〃What's his name？〃
Cat landed in his chair and stared solemnly into Carl Lee's face。 〃Bo Marsharfsky；〃 he said。
Carl Lee gazed upward as if he remembered the name。 〃So what？〃
Cat laid five fingers with eight carats on Carl Lee's knee。 〃So he wants to help you； my man。〃
〃I already got one lawyer I can't pay。 How I'm gonna pay another？〃
〃You ain't gotta pay； Carl Lee。 That's where I e in。 He's on my retainer all the time。 I own him。 Paid the guy 'bout a hundred thousand last year just to keep me outta trouble。 You don't pay。〃
Suddenly； Carl Lee had a keen interest in Bo Marsharfsky。 〃How does he know 'bout me？〃
〃Because he reads the paper and watches the tube。 You
know how lawyers are。 I was in his office yesterday and he was studyin' the paper with your picture on the front。 I told him 'bout me and you。 He went crazy。 Said he had to have your case。 I said I would help。〃
〃And that's why you're here？〃
〃Right； right。 He said he knew just the folks to get you off。〃
〃Like who？〃
〃Doctors； psychiatrists； folks like that。 He knows them all。〃
〃They cost money。〃
〃I'll pay for it； Carl Lee！ Listen to me！ I'll pay for it all。 You'll have the best lawyer and doctors money can buy； and your old pal Cat will pay the tab。 Don't worry 'bout money！〃
〃But I gotta good lawyer。〃
〃How old is he？〃
〃I guess 'bout thirty。〃
Cat rolled his eyes in amazement。 〃He's a child； Carl Lee。 He ain't been outta school long enough。 Marsharfsky's fifty； and he's handled more murder cases than your boy'll ever see。 This is your life； Carl Lee。 Don't trust it to no rookie。〃
Suddenly； Jake was awful young。 But then there was Lester's trial w