Johnny Stagg said, nodding down to the body of Bones Magee on a cool, stainless-steel slab. “That’s the son of a bitch who took me by gunpoint and would’ve killed me if I hadn’t escaped.”“How’d that happen, Johnny?” Quinn said, looking to Ophelia Bundren. Ophelia looked up over the doctor’s mask, waiting to slide old Bones back in the cooler.“They got to arguing and weren’t paying attention,” he said. “I just walked right out the door of Senator Vardaman’s and on down the road.”“You walked the whole way?” Quinn said.“Most of it.”“Thought you told Deputy Virgil you got picked up on Highway 45,” Quinn said. “That’s quite a walk from the Vardaman place.”“Don’t I know it.”“What time did you break loose, Johnny?”Stagg scratched his cheek and smiled at Quinn. He smiled over at Ophelia, who pulled down the mask from her face but kept on the latex gloves. She nodded to Quinn. Quinn nodded back, and she wheeled away the body.“Where’s the other one?”
