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Show page 206 the stockade fence and buried Tiger. During the day there was a thorough shakedown. McFall told Thompson xsho had been out on a work d e t a i l , "Anything out of the ordinary in a stockade c a l l s for a shakedown." Thompson shrugged, asked about Kessler. "He's been out of s i g h t , at least my s i g h t , " McFall said, "either in the laundry room or upstairs in his bunk." The incident was scon forgotten. In a short time Kessler was released but he cornered Thompson the night before he left. "I notice you run around with that McFall," Kessler said. "Maybe you know xvhat you're doing, but I wouldn't touch him with a ten-foot pole. He's mean. He k i l l e d that dog." "How do you know that?" Thompson asked. Kessler turned away without ansx«7ering. Two days l a t e r McFall had a question for Thompson. "You oughta be getting out pretty soon, hadn't you, Thomp?" He tried to sound d i s i n t e r e s t e d , but his eyes were piercing and attentive. "This weekend," said Thompson. "I figured you were due," McFall said. "I get a new t r i al Monday." "Hope you beat i t ." "The t r u t h ' s all I need," said McFall, matter of factly. Thompson knew i t was time to leave. Late that night when everyone in his barracks was asleep he slipped cut to the stockade office. Captain Black was inside, by arrangement. He looked at a desk calendar. |
