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From Hellhound On His Trail: The Electrifying Account of the Largest Manhunt In American History, by Hampton Sides (Knopf Doubleday, 2010), Kindle pp. 336-337: AT FBI HEADQUARTERS during the first week of May, the search for James Earl Ray appeared to be going nowhere but backward—back into the creases of Ray’s biography, back into the mix of stunting environments and stifling influences, back into the genesis stories of a lifelong criminal. By relentlessly interviewing and reinterviewing Ray’s family and acquaintances, the FBI had hoped that some stray piece of information would break loose, some random fact that would lead agents to Ray’s hiding place. But the strategy didn’t work. Instead, the FBI men, with journalists following close on their heels, began to assemble something altogether different: an exceedingly strange and sad portrait of a man who’d grown up in a cluster of depressed towns along the Mississippi River, in the heart of Twain country. It was a severe story, a…

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