 You're sure you didn't help him break parole, Evie? Oh, no, oh, no, no. We just went on long walks together. Where to? Oh, different points of interest. Like, uh, like Wolf Canyon. Figures. Uh-huh. He invited me on this camping trip. Honorable, of course. But I couldn't go on account of my sunburn. Oh, it was awful, awful. I still got it, you see. And then he went back to Butte. He had to leave in such a hurry he couldn't even say goodbye. Well. It was a pity, too, because an old friend he hadn't seen in years came looking for him just a few minutes later. With a warrant?