A homeless man, who hadn't tended to his beard or hair for a long time, stood next to Jimmy, emanating a truly foul odor, "What do you want to ask?"
Jimmy, "About the taxi driver shooting a few days ago, were you at the scene then?"
Homeless man, "Yes, a white male, not very tall, wearing a hat and glasses, black jacket, that's all."
Jimmy, "How did he leave? Which direction?"
Homeless man, "Didn't notice, I didn't come out to look, just saw him through a gap."
Jimmy, "What did you take? From the dead driver."
The homeless man's eyes shifted slightly, uncertain whether he was recalling the event or hiding something, "Nothing, I left as soon as there was a murder, otherwise there'd be trouble."
Jimmy, "Could you recognize him if you saw him again?"
The homeless man shook his head, "I only saw his side and back."
Jimmy, "Did he have any luggage? What was he doing when you saw him?"
