his entire body situated in the space between the two cots. His feet pointed toward the open doorway of the front entrance. âMaybe like this, señor.â
âHmm.â Harrison studied his position. âIn your opinion, sergeant, is it reasonable to believe that was the final position of a man who shot himself?â
âSeñor?â
Both men stood to face each other.
âIt seems to me that a man would not take his own life sitting in a chair at his writing table or standing. Thatâs what I mean.â James continued to closely examine the premises. âAccording to a military police report we received only a week ago, the bullet entered here. An Army .45 caliber bullet.â He touched his forehead. âThe medical examiner described the wound as compatible with a self-inflicted gunshot. That is, powder burns indicated that the gunâBartâs own gunâwas very close to his face. But I wonder, sergeant. Why in the forehead? And look where the hole is in the canvas.â He pointed to the tear about ten feet away from where the body was found. âWhat do you think, Sergeant Parilla?â
The soldier stared at the civilian. âNo se, Señor James. Es posible. I have seen many different ways that a man falls as he dies. And the bullet? Quien sabe?â
âYou may be right.â Harrison said. âThe stains are over there closer to that entrance, near where he supposedly fell. But look, sergeant, at the hole in the canvas.â Juan looked to where James pointed. âBart was supposedly sitting at the desk or standing between the cots.â He pointed to the blood stains on the floor behind him on the far side of the tent. Then he ran a forefinger around the edge of the tear. âThat is what the medical examiner stated in his report. And way over here we have the bullet exiting the tent. Hmm.â Harrison sat in the chair and contemplated bullet trajectory. âI donât think the hole is at the correct height or angle, and the blood stains donât seem right, either. The scene is confusing to me.â
âI do not believe he here like they say,â Parilla said slowly. âBut I cannot know. I think he sit in his chair at his desk, facing this way.â Juanâs back was toward the rear entrance, away from James. âHe was maybe sitting like this when he shoot. He fall back and the chair turn over.â He turned the chair over for closer examination. âLook, Señor James. Blood, no?â The Sergeant pointed at the dried spots on the wood back. âMaybe he die falling, I think. And the bullet go in that direction.â He pointed at the tear.
âThen you think he was sitting at his desk when he shot himself?â
âSÃ, es posible, no?â the sergeant replied.
âWhere was the chair when you arrived?â Harrison asked.
âIt was at the desk like we see today, señor.â Juan replied. âThe major order me to clean everything in this tent. I discover the blood then, no?â
âSomeone could have been here in the tent with Bart.â Harrison thought out loud. âThey disagreed, struggled perhaps. My brother was shot at close range and he fell backward. Maybe the killer moved his body after he was already dead. Thatâs why the blood stains are over there by the front entrance. To make it look like suicideâ
âSeñor James, that is not the way they say it happened. The colonel and the major investigate, eh?â But the Sergeant was wondering also. The blood stains on the chair and the position the body was found seemed confusing.
âYes, but it could have happened another way,â Harrison said, still going over the scene. âYou left the stain on the chair?â
âSÃ, señor.â Juan paused, and then said quickly, âEvidence, I think.â
âWhere did my brother keep his gun when he wasnât wearing it?â Harrisonâs
Landon Dixon, Giselle Renarde, Beverly Langland