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doc#142 | office was empty. He'd hoped to catch Jesse | Macklin | there. </p><p> "Probably just stepped out |
doc#142 | saddle while Hogan went to look for Jesse | Macklin | in the hotel dining room. Brannon had no |
doc#142 | waited by the door, one to either side. | Macklin | was the third man to come out, and he came |
doc#142 | you can't finish". </p><p> "Now, listen" -- | Macklin | began. </p><p> "We'll talk over at your office |
doc#142 | patience ran out. He lifted the skirt of | Macklin | 's coat, took his gun from its holster, |
doc#142 | key to the lockup, Marshal". </p><p> "Key"? | Macklin | said. "What for"? </p><p> "Can't you guess |
doc#142 | <p> "Get it out", Brannon ordered. Then, as | Macklin | obeyed: "Now let's go out back". </p><p> |
doc#142 | Now let's go out back". </p><p> Resignedly, | Macklin | turned to the back door. They followed |
doc#142 | It was secured by an oversized padlock. | Macklin | balked again, not wanting to unlock and |