both pairs of eyes looked blue but that could change in a month or two.-of course they were the most beautiful babies in the whole world.- * -- * -- * -- by the first of september , lester finkley was getting the cast off his arm and feeling much better.-only one little bandage remained on each of the bullet wounds and he was ready to be discharged from the hospital.-he didnt know if he liked the idea of being in the prison infirmary , but it could be better than the general population.-former law enforcement officials quite often didnt fare too well in prison.-of course , what he didnt know was that everyone back in laredo thought he was dead.-he wasnt allowed to see television or see newspapers or magazines.-he wasnt too happy about that but then lester wasnt happy about a good many things these days.-he realized , finally , that his being shot had not been an accident and that it had almost surely been ordered by his erstwhile boss.- the assassin had definitely been shooting at him.-he still wasnt sure why but he supposed it was because he couldnt get the information his boss wanted about the disloyal son of a bitch who had ratted on the operation.-if he knew who it was , he would be sorely tempted to kill the bastard himself just for messing up his play house as he had .