He pulled in at the cafe and took the envelopes out of his shirtpocket and unfolded them and
opened them and read the letters inside. He opened the phone bill and looked at the charges.
There were calls to Del Rio and to Odessa.
He went in and got some change and went to the payphone and dialed the Del Rio number but
there was no answer. He called the Odessa number and a woman answered and he asked for
Llewelyn. The woman said he wasnt there.
I tried to reach him in Sanderson but I dont believe he's there anymore.
There was a silence. Then the woman said: I dont know where he's at. Who is this?
Chigurh hung up the phone and went over to the counter and sat down and ordered a cup of
coffee. Has Llewelyn been in? he said.
When he pulled up in front of the garage there were two men sitting with their backs to the
wall of the building eating their lunches. He went in. There was a man at the desk drinking
coffee and listening to the radio. Yessir, he said.
I was looking for Llewelyn.
He aint here.
What time do you expect him?
I dont know. He aint called in or nothin so your guess is as good as mine. He leaned his head
slightly. As if he'd get another look at Chigurh. Is there somethin I can help you with?
I dont think so.
Outside he stood on the broken oilstained pavement. He looked at the two men sitting at the
end of the building.
Do you know where Llewelyn is?
They shook their heads. Chigurh got into the Ramcharger and pulled out and went back
toward town.

Part 3