CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
While Mackenzie had managed to avoid a concussion at the hands (and ceramic bowl) of Carl Windham, she had suffered one from Lou Catron’s right fist. She’d also received several stitches in the shoulder from the errant shot from Catron’s gun. She’d been vaguely aware of all of this following a brief blackout in Catron’s front yard and coming in and out of wakefulness in the back of an ambulance.
In her short hospital stay, Ellington filled her in on what he’d gathered from the interrogation process after Catron had been brought in.
“Ironically, the nearest prison was in Stateton,” Ellington said. “When Clarke saw Lou Catron, I thought his head was going to explode. Clarke knew him—not well, but in that small-town way everyone knows everyone else, you know? Given that
