He couldn't be more than nineteen, Bud guessed swiftly.
"Let me through, Jimmy," Bud ordered hurriedly.

"You got the man that put up this job.

I'll take the kid out the back way, if you don't mind." Jimmy opened the steel-grilled door and let them through.
"Ed Collier," he said in a tone of recognition.

"I heard he was trailing--" "Forget it, Jimmy.

If the sheriff asks about him, say he got out.