Double usage
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‘How are the Hubbard’s now?’ Jameson asked as he sat down on the couch. He sipped the glass of wine Tim had given him.
‘Steffie had her dialysis in time and Jakes knee cap was shattered by the bullet. Tracey and Timothy are doing fine in view of the circumstances’. He waited for a few seconds, and then added: ‘Arnold, I want to tell you how much I appreciated the FBI-efforts that evening.’
Jameson waved away the words of praise but was visibly moved by them. ‘We were just doing our job. Now, was there a connection between Dawson and Williams?’
Tim nodded. ‘They indeed got to know each other in prison, adjoining cells and they both worked in the storage room. According to Williams he told Dawson he fancied the same women he did, and that he wanted to have a piece of the pie.
‘So Dawson shared his list with Williams if I understand correctly’, Jameson said.
‘That’s right, and that was the reason Dawson hit the panic button when we presented him the pictures. Only then it started to dawn on him what Williams had been up to all that time.’
‘Nice if someone picks your victims for you,’ Jameson laughed. ‘And why did he remove the left nipple and the eye?’
Obviously Jameson had been busy going through the files. ‘That is food for psychiatrists I’m afraid. They will have their work cut out for them. I just hope he gets the death penalty.’
‘Big possibility’, Jameson said. ‘But the last one that got the death penalty and effectively got killed in Oregon was Harry Moore in 1997. The others all still in death row, at the expense of the tax payer.’
Tim looked at him in surprise. ‘Did you look that up or is that something you know’, Tim asked laughing. Jameson let the question hang in the air and grinned.
Cam had fallen asleep and snored lightly. Tim took away the empty soup bowl she was still holding in her hands and put it on the glass table. After that he topped up Jameson’s wine.
The sun sent its last rays through the window and then disappeared as a red, glowing ball behind the trees.