“Yeah, I kind of saw that. Hey, there're phone booths on the corner,” Rune said. Nodding out the window. “Would he've been nearby? So he could see Shelly go inside.”

Healy said, “You're a born cop.”

“I want to be a born film maker.”

“So I already called somebody at your unit this morning.”

“My unit?”

He glanced at her jacket. “CS. Crime scene. It's on their list to dust all the phones that have a clear visual path to the building here.”

Definitely not a grunt. Or a techie. He sounded like a real detective.

Rune said, “So somebody followed us here... You know, there was someone spying on Shelly and me, near where I live. I went to see and he beat me up.”

Healy frowned, turned toward her. “You report it?”

“Yeah, I did. But I didn't get a good look at him.”

“What did you see?”

“Broad-brimmed hat — kind of tan color. He was medium build. Wore a red jacket. I thought I saw him earlier too. Around the theater that night I saw you. A week after the first bomb.”

“Young, old?”

“Don't know.”

“Red jacket...” Healy wrote some lines in a notebook.

Rune poked at the metal bits through the plastic bag. “You know what's kind of funny?”

Healy turned to her. “That this is the kind of setup you use when you want to kill someone specific? Is that what you're thinking?”

“Well, yeah. That's exactly what I was thinking.”

Healy nodded. “This is what the Mossad and PLO and professional hit men use. You just going to make a statement, like the FALN or the Sword of Jesus, you leave a timed device in front of the office. Or in a movie theater.”

“This bomb, was it different from the one in the theater?”

“A bit. This was remote-detonated, that one was timed. And the charge was different too. This was C-4. That was C-3, which is about as powerful but leaves dangerous fumes and is messier to work with.”

“Isn't that suspicious? Two different explosives?”

“Not necessarily. In the U.S., good explosives are hard to find. Dynamite's easy — hell, southern states, you can buy it in hardware stores — but, like I told you, C-3 and C-4 are strictly military. Illegal for civilians to buy. You can only get them on the black market. So bombers have to take what they can get. A lot of serial bombers use different materials. The common elements are the target and message. I'll know more when I talk to the witness —”

“What witness?”

“A guy who was hurt in the first bombing. He was in the theater watching the movie.”

Rune said, “And what was his name again?”

“No again about it. I don't give out the names of witnesses. I shouldn't even be talking to you.”

“Then why are you?”