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The
detective
said
hesitantly
,
"
The
kid
is
clean
,
Captain
.
He
's
a
war
hero
and
he
's
never
been
mixed
up
in
the
rackets
.
The
papers
could
make
a
stink
.
"
The
captain
started
to
turn
on
the
detective
,
his
face
red
with
fury
.
He
roared
out
,
"
Goddamn
it
,
I
said
lock
him
up
.
"
Michael
,
still
thinking
clearly
,
not
angry
,
said
with
deliberate
malice
,
"
How
much
is
the
Turk
paying
you
to
set
my
father
up
,
Captain
?
"
The
police
captain
turned
to
him
.
He
said
to
the
two
burly
patrolmen
,
"
Hold
him
.
"
Michael
felt
his
arms
pinned
to
his
sides
.
He
saw
the
captain
's
massive
fist
arching
toward
his
face
.
He
tried
to
weave
away
but
the
fist
caught
him
high
on
the
cheekbone
.
A
grenade
exploded
in
his
skull
.
His
mouth
filled
with
blood
and
small
hard
bones
that
he
realized
were
his
teeth
.
He
could
feel
the
side
of
his
head
puff
up
as
if
it
were
filling
with
air
.
His
legs
were
weightless
and
he
would
have
fallen
if
the
two
policemen
had
not
held
him
up
.
But
he
was
still
conscious
.
The
plainclothes
detective
had
stepped
in
front
of
him
to
keep
the
captain
from
hitting
him
again
and
was
saying
,
"
Jesus
Christ
,
Captain
,
you
really
hurt
him
.
"
The
captain
said
loudly
,
"
I
did
n't
touch
him
.
He
attacked
me
and
he
fell
.
Do
you
understand
that
?
He
resisted
arrest
.
"
Through
a
red
haze
Michael
could
see
more
cars
pulling
up
to
the
curb
.
Men
were
getting
out
.
One
of
them
he
recognized
as
Clemenza
's
lawyer
,
who
was
now
speaking
to
the
police
captain
,
suavely
and
surely
.
"
The
Corleone
Family
has
hired
a
firm
of
private
detectives
to
guard
Mr.
Corleone
.
These
men
with
me
are
licensed
to
carry
firearms
,
Captain
.
If
you
arrest
them
,
you
'll
have
to
appear
before
a
judge
in
the
morning
and
tell
him
why
.
"
The
lawyer
glanced
at
Michael
.
"
Do
you
want
to
prefer
charges
against
whoever
did
this
to
you
?
"
he
asked
.
Michael
had
trouble
talking
.
His
jaws
would
n't
come
together
but
he
managed
to
mumble
.
"
I
slipped
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
slipped
and
fell
.
"
He
saw
the
captain
give
him
a
triumphant
glance
and
he
tried
to
answer
that
glance
with
a
smile
.
At
all
costs
he
wanted
to
hide
the
delicious
icy
chilliness
that
controlled
his
brain
,
the
surge
of
wintry
cold
hatred
that
pervaded
his
body
.
He
wanted
to
give
no
warning
to
anyone
in
this
world
as
to
how
he
felt
at
this
moment
.
As
the
Don
would
not
.
Then
he
felt
himself
carried
into
the
hospital
and
he
lost
consciousness
.
When
he
woke
up
in
the
morning
he
found
that
his
jaw
had
been
wired
together
and
that
four
of
his
teeth
along
the
left
side
of
his
mouth
were
missing
.
