one step off the landing； the small； dirty； neglected； unnoticed door to the janitor's closet burst open and Mr。 Carl Lee Hailey sprung from the darkness with an M…16。 At point…blank range he opened fire。 The loud； rapid； clapping； popping gunfire shook the courthouse and exploded the silence。 The rapists froze； then screamed as they were hit…Cobb first； in the stomach and chest； then Willard in the face； neck； and throat。 They twisted vainly up the stairs； handcuffed and helpless； stumbling over each other as their skin and blood splashed together。
Looney was hit in the leg but managed to scramble up the stairs into the holding room； where he crouched and listened as Cobb and Willard screamed and moaned and the crazy nigger laughed。 Bullets ricocheted between the walls of the narrow stairway； and Looney could see； looking down toward the landing； blood and flesh splashing on the walls and dripping down。
In short； sudden bursts of seven or eight rounds each； the enormous booming sound of the M…16 echoed through the courthouse for an eternity。 Through the gunfire and the sounds of the bullets rattling around the walls of the stairway； the high…pitched； shrill； laughing voice of Carl Lee could be plainly heard。
When he stopped； he threw the rifle at the two corpses and ran。 Into the restroom； he jammed the door with a chair； crawled out a window into the bushes； then onto the sidewalk。 Nonchalantly； he walked to his pickup and drove home。
Lester froze when the shooting started。 The gunfire was heard loudly in the courtroom。 Willard's mother screamed and Cobb's mother screamed； and the deputies raced into the holding room； but did not venture down the stairs。 Lester listened intently for the sounds of handguns； and hearing none； he left the courtroom。
With the first shot； Bullard grabbed the half pint and crawled under his desk while Mr。 Pate locked the door。
Cobb； or what was left of him； came to rest on Willard。 Their blood mixed and puddled on each step； then it overflowed and dripped to the next step； where it puddled before
overflowing and dripping to the next。 Soon the foot of the stairway was flooded with the mixture。
Jake sprinted across the street to the rear door of the courthouse。 Deputy Prather crouched in front of the door； gun drawn； and cursed the reporters who pressed forward。 The other deputies knelt fearfully on the doorsteps next to the patrol cars。 Jake ran to the front of the courthouse； where more deputies were guarding the door and evacuating the county employees and courtroom spectators。 A mass of bodies poured onto the front steps。 Jake fought through the stampede and into the rotunda and found Ozzie directing people and yelling in all directions。 He motioned for Jake； and they walked down the hall to the rear doors； where a half dozen deputies stood； guns in hand； gazing silently at the stairway。 Jake felt nauseated。 Willard had almost made it to the landing。 The front of his head was missing； and his brains rolled out like jelly covering his face。 Cobb had been able to twist over and absorb the bullets with his back。 His face was buried in Willard's stomach； and his feet touched the fourth step from the floor。 The blood continued from the lifeless bodies； and it covered pletely the bottom six steps。 The crimson pool on the floor inched quickly toward the deputies； who slowly backed away。 The weapon was between Cobb's legs on the fifth step； and it too was covered with blood。
The group stood silently； mesmerized by the two bodies； which； though dead； continued to spew blood。 The thick smell of gunfire hung over the stairway and drifted toward the hall into the rotunda； where the deputies continued to move people toward the front door。
〃Jake； you'd better leave；〃 Ozzie said without looking from the bodies。
〃Why？〃
〃Just leave。〃
〃Why？〃
〃 'Cause we gotta take pictures and collect evidence and stuff； and you don't need to be here。〃
cui you aon t interrogate him out ot my presence。 Understand？〃 Ozzie nodded。
The photographs were taken； the mess cleaned； the evidence gathered； the bodies removed； and two hours later Ozzie left town followed by five patrol cars。 Hastings drove and led the convoy into the country； toward the lake； past Bates Grocery； onto Craft Road。 The Hailey driveway was empty except for Owen's car； Carl Lee's pickup； and the red Cadillac from Illinois。
Ozzie expected no trouble as the patrol cars parked in a row across the front yard； and the deputies crouched behind the open doors； watching as the sheriff walked alone to the house。 He stopped。 The front door opened slowly and the Hailey family emerged。 Carl Lee walked to the edge of the porch with Tonya in his arms。 He looked down at his friend the sheriff； and behind him at the row of cars and deputies。 To his right was Gwen； and to his left were his three sons； the smallest one crying softly but the older ones brave and proud。 Behind them stood Lester。
The two groups watched each other； each waiting for the other to say or do something； each wanting to avoid what was about to happen。 The only sounds were the soft sniffles of the little girl； her mother； and the youngest boy。
The children had tried to understand。 Their daddy had explained to them what he had just done； and why。 They understood that； but they could not prehend why he had to be arrested and taken to jail。
Ozzie kicked at a clod of dirt； occasionally glancing at the family； then at his men。
Finally； he said； 〃You better e with me。〃
Carl Lee nodded slightly； but did not move。 Gwen and the boy cried louder as Lester took the girl from her daddy。 Then Carl Lee knelt before the three boys and whispered to them again that he must leave but wouldn't be gone long。 He hugged them； and they all cried and clutched him。 He turned；
and kissed his wife； then walked down the steps to the sner…iff。
〃You wanna handcuff me； Ozzie？〃
〃Naw； Carl Lee； just get in the car。〃
Moss Junior Tatum； the chief deputy； and Jake talked quietly in Ozzie's office while deputies； reserves； trusties； and other jailhouse regulars gathered in the large； cluttered workroom next to the office and waited anxiously for the arrival of the new prisoner。 Two of the deputies peered through the blinds at the reporters and cameramen waiting in the parking lot between the jail and the highway。 The television vans were from Memphis； Jackson； and Tupelo； and they were parked in various directions throughout the crowded lot。 Moss did not like this； so he walked slowly down the sidewalk and ordered the press to regroup in a certain area； and to move the vans。
〃Will you make a statement？〃 yelled a reporter。
〃Yeah； move the vans。〃
〃Can you say anything about the murders？〃
〃Yeah； two people got killed。〃
〃How about the details？〃
〃Nope。 I wasn't there。〃
〃Do you have a suspect？〃
〃Yep。〃
〃Who is it？〃
〃I'll tell you when the vans are moved。〃
The vans were immediately moved and the cameras and microphones were bunched together near the sidewalk。 Moss pointed and directed until he was satisfied； then stepped to the crowd。 He calmly chewed on a toothpick and stuck both thumbs in the front belt loops； just under the overlapping belly。
〃Who did it？〃
〃Is he under arrest？〃
〃Was the girl's family involved？〃
〃Are both dead？〃
Moss smiled and shook his head。 〃One at a time。 Yes we have a suspect。 He's under arrest and will be here in a minute。 Keep the vans outta the way。 That's all I have。〃
Moss walked back to the jail as they continued to can at mm。 He ignored them and entered the crowded workroom。
〃How's Looney？〃 he asked。
〃Prather's with him at the hospital。 He's fine…slight wound to the leg。〃
〃Yeah； that and a slight heart attack；〃 Moss said with a smile。 The others laughed。
〃Here they e！〃 a trusty shouted； and everyone inside moved to the windows as the line of blue lights rolled slowly into the parking lot。 Ozzie drove the first car with Carl Lee seated； unhandcuffed； in the front。 Hastings reclined in the back and waved at the cameras as the car passed them and continued through the crowd； past the vans and around to the rear of the jail； where Ozzie parked and the three walked casually inside。 Carl Lee was g