Chigurh pulled in to the Desert Aire shortly before noon and parked just below Moss's trailer
and shut off the engine. He got out and walked across the raw dirt yard and climbed the steps
and tapped at the aluminum door. He waited. Then he tapped again. He turned and stood with
his back to the trailer and studied the little park. Nothing moved. Not a dog. He turned and put
his wrist to the doorlock and shot out the lock cylinder with the cobalt steel plunger of the
cattlegun and opened the door and went in and shut the door behind him.

Part 3