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Harry and I looked at each other。 〃Is he sick； do you think？〃 Harry asked。 〃Maybe went to his doctor and found out he's only got three months to live？〃
I told him I didn't have the slightest idea what was up。 It was the truth then； and for awhile after； but I found out in time。 And a few years later； I had an interesting supper…table conversation with Hal Moores。 By then we could talk freely； what with him being retired and me being at the Boys' Correctional。 It was one of those meals where you drink too much and eat too little； and tongues get loosened。 Hal told me that Percy had been in to plain about me and about life on the Mile in general。 This was just after Delacroix came on the block； and Brutal and I had kept Percy from beating him half to death。 What had griped Percy the most was me telling him to get out of my sight。 He didn't think a man who was related to the governor should have to put up with talk like that。
Well； Moores told me； he had stood Percy off for as long as he could； and when it became dear to him that Percy was going to try pulling some strings to get me reprimanded and moved to another part of the prison at the very least； he； Moores； had pulled Percy into his office and told him that if he quit rocking the boat； Moores would make sure that Percy was out front for Delacroix's execution。 That he would； in fact； be placed right beside the chair。 I would be in charge； as always； but the witnesses wouldn't know that； to them it would
