"Up until two and a half weeks ago. By the Guaranty Federated Insurance Company. I had a debit. Health and life. I was fired." "For what reason?" "I wasn't producing." "How long did you work for them?" "Four years all together. Three and a half before the Korean war. The rest of it since I got back." "Are you married? Have you ever been married?" "No." "Parents living?" "No." "Brothers or sisters?" "One sister. Older than I am. She lives in Perth, Australia. She was a Wave and she married an Aussie during the war." "Do you have any criminal record?" "N--No." "You don't seem sure." "I don't know if you'd call it a criminal record. It was when I was in school. One of those student riots. Disturbing the peace and resisting an officer." "Were you booked and mugged and fingerprinted and found guilty?" "Yes. I paid a fine and spent three days in jail." "Then you have a criminal record. How long have you been in Hillston?" "I arrived here--Wednesday night. Two days." "What is your local address?" "The Sunset Motel." "On this vehicle registration, do you own the vehicle free and clear?" "Yes." "You have a little over a thousand dollars. Where did you get it?" "I earned it. I saved it. I'm getting a little sick of all this. It's beginning to make me sore." "Why did you come to Hillston?" "Do I have to have a reason?" "Yes. You need a reason." "I knew Timmy Warden in prison camp. And I knew others there that didn't come back. I'm going to write a book about them. There's my notes. You have them there." "Why didn't you tell George Warden that?" "I didn't know how he'd take it." "You didn't tell Fitzmartin, either?" "He has no reason to know my business." "But you went out there to see him. And you were both in the same camp with Timmy Warden. It would seem natural to tell him." "I don't care how it seems. I didn't tell him." "If a man came to town with a cooked-up story about writing a book, it would give him a chance to nose around, wouldn't it?" "I guess it would." "What else have you written?" "Nothing else." "Are you familiar with the state laws and local ordinances covering private investigators?" I stared at him blankly. "No." "Are you licensed in any state?" "No. I don't know what--" "If you were licensed, it would be necessary for you to find out whether this state has any reciprocal agreement. If so, you would merely have to make a courtesy call and announce your presence in this county and give the name of your employer." "I don't know what you're talking about." "Do you know a woman named Rose Fulton?" "No. I've never heard of her." "Were you employed by Rose Fulton to come to Hillston?" "No. I told you I never heard of her."