!I did not kill my wife! Kimble said. He had Gerard's gun.
'That's not my problem, Kimble. Now give me...'
'Sir! Sir!' Poole shouted in the dark. 'Are you there?'
For a second Gerard turned. Kimble turned and ran to the end of the small tunnel, but he suddenly stopped. Hundreds of metres below he saw the angry, white water of the Tennessee River.
Kimble! Gerard shouted. 'Throw down the gun and come here!
You can't get away!'
'I want to live,' Kimble thought. 'But I want to find Helen's killer, too. 'He turned back to the river below, ready to jump.
'Kimble! No!' Gerard shouted. 'You'll kill yourself...Stop!...Kimble!'
But he jumped - down, down into the cold, dangeros water far below.
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