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Show page 203 crosses the bridge. When the last truck got to us, I stepped out and hollered, 'Okay, Walt?' Somebody inside the last truck yelled 'Okay!' From then on i t ' s hard t o remember; hell broke loose." "How so?" asked Thompson. "Things happened so f a s t ." "What things?" "Somebody in the last truck started blasting at us with a submachine gun." "You blast back?" asked Thompson. "I ran." "And l e f t your truck?" " I t ' s a wonder I d i d n ' t leave my shoes. I got hit twice." "And t h e others?" "Shot to pieces. I t was a t r a p . Walter at the bridge got i t right between the eyes. When the CID picked me up a week later they told me about i t . What made i t bad for me was that one of the CID agents in the back of the last truck caught about ten b u l l e t s ." "That why you got the death sentence?" "But I d i d n ' t even have a gun." "Maybe you can make them believe i t t h i s time, on this new t r i a l . " "What I don't understand i s why they didn't believe me the f i r s t time. And why did they bring me back to the States?" "Maybe because a l l the witnesses are back here now," said Thompson » 'JMhat witnessesT~\I told you a l l five of the guys with me |
