In a dingy little Indiana hotel room the fate of three worlds suddenly hung in precarious balance! Winant followed the lanky sheriff down the jail corridor past rows of empty, plank-walled cells and drew a sharp breath of relief when they found the last cubicle still tenanted.…
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