The doctor in the ER determined there was no major damage to Quint’s thigh from the gunshot wound. The bullet had gone in and out cleanly, missing bones and arteries. Once he’d cleaned and bandaged the wound, he’d sent Quint on his way, dosed up with antibiotics and a mild painkiller, telling him to change the dressings daily and report back if he saw any inflammation.
Now, Quint was seated in Lieutenant Harber’s office, along with Lou. Harber had debriefed them, after which he said, “We really don’t have any proof Carter ordered John Pierce’s murder. The man we arrested for trying to kill Doctor Kendall—the one Mr. Eldridge says is one of Pierce’s killers—managed to get himself a damned good lawyer. He’s out on bail now, until his trial.”
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