Chapters (65)
- Title Page
- Copyright Notice
- Dedication
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
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- Ten
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- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty–one
- Twenty–two
- Twenty–three
- Twenty–four
- Twenty–five
- Twenty–six
- Twenty–seven
- Twenty–eight
- Twenty–nine
- Thirty
- Thirty–one
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- Thirty–three
- Thirty–four
- Thirty–five
- Thirty–six
- Thirty–seven
- Thirty–eight
- Thirty–nine
- Forty
- Forty–one
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- Forty–three
- Forty–four
- Forty–five
- Forty–six
- Forty–seven
- Forty–eight
- Forty–nine
- Fifty
- Fifty–one
- Fifty–two
- Fifty–three
- Fifty–four
- Fifty–five
- Fifty–six
- Fifty–seven
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Becky Masterman
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Instead, he went back to the Kansas Historical Society Archives and continued to pour through Hickock’s and Smith’s files at Lansing Penitentiary. Hickock had a never-ending stream of correspondence, five-and six-page single-spaced, handwritten letters addressed to the warden and his attorney Joseph Jenkins, going on and on about how it wasn’t fair that death row prisoners should have to be incarcerated next to the petty criminals who were generally more rowdy at all times of the day and night so he couldn’t sleep. Another letter explaining why he should be allowed to have art supplies in order to spend some time drawing. Another letter begging for a radio to help the death row prisoners preserve their sanity. Even a brief one requesting watermelon. Except for the art supplies, most of his requests were rejected. Beaufort had to read every word in every document because he wasn’t totally sure what he was looking for, and a clue might be contained in a phrase anywhere in any letter or legal brief.
There was the letter from Capote asking Warden Crouse for permission to interview the men—initially denied—newspaper articles about Smith going on a hunger strike in order to “cheat the gallows,” a telegram from Smith to Capote sent the day before his execution, asking if Capote would come visit him. A letter from Hickock’s mother that mentioned him finding God. Fat chance on that, Mom.
Letters from Hickock to his attorney. None of the letters talked about a separate document, any confession that would supersede the official one he’d made. Just to see how far this internet could get him, Beaufort googled the name Joseph Jenkins. Nothing likely, just a real estate agent somewhere in Idaho. Joseph Jenkins Attorney, he typed. Nothing. Man long dead, probably, even the law firm defunct.
There was an article published in the December 1961 issue of Male magazine, in which Hickock himself told his life story. Beaufort scanned the article as fast as he could read, holding his breath to the end to see if Hickock had ratted him out there in any way. True to his promise, though, Hickock said nothing about Beaufort, didn’t even mention “the boy and his grandfather” that Smith had told Capote about, leaving the identity of the pair anonymous as they would appear in the book.
He did not enjoy doing any of this. He did not like to remember his time with them. During his association with Hickock and Smith, and in the aftermath of the Clutter and Walker killings, Beaufort could never have anticipated how famous Smith and Hickock would become because of Truman Capote’s book. Damn bad luck. If Beaufort had known that would happen he never would have hooked up with the two of them.