Longarm 243: Longarm And The Debt Of Honor (2010) - Plot & Excerpts
Well, he kinda had been, Longarm conceded. It wasn’t an easy thing for a man to learn he’d just been wiped out. And through no fault of his own at that. “I’m sorry,” Longarm said, the words sounding as lame and empty to him as he knew they would. But what the hell else could a man say? Weak as it was, sorry was all you had when something terrible happened to a friend. “If I coulda done something ...” “I know, Longarm, I know.” “If there is anything ... Norm shook his head. He sighed and turned, finding the jail cell cot and dropping onto it with a thump. He looked suddenly old. Old and haggard and deflated. It was bad enough he was in jail charged by his friends with a crime. Now he was ruined completely. “It’s my damn fault,” Longarm said. “If I’d been sleeping someplace else ...” Norm looked at him. “Sure. If you had been sleeping someplace else, it would have been the boardinghouse that burned down. Or the mayor’s livery would be ashes now, or wherever.
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