Chapters (55)
- Cover
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- One Week Later
- About the Author
- Also by Patricia Cornwell
- About the Publisher
NOT EVEN FIFTEEN MINUTES AGO she said she hadn’t seen a photo or a video that could convince her Carrie is alive. Then who or what did Janet see in the recording Lucy is talking about? My misgivings about the video intensify.
“Do you know where Carrie is?” I come right out and ask Lucy.
“Don’t answer that,” Donoghue tells her in no uncertain terms. “Not unless you and Janet are married.”
“We’re not,” Janet says.
“Then it’s as I’ve been warning you. And you’re not listening. There’s no spousal privilege. Whatever you and Lucy discuss or witness isn’t protected.” Donoghue continues to make this point but it’s as if Lucy and Janet don’t hear her or care.
“You’re about to see how Carrie always manages to land on her feet. You’re about to see why the Feds can’t have this.” Lucy touches Donoghue’s phone on the table. “It will prove a fatal error if we’re not careful. It will only help them and hurt us.”
“Let me ask you this point-blank,” Donoghue says. “Is the actual recording of your aunt being shot in your physical possession?”
“No,” Lucy says. “It never has been. Not completely. Only nine-tenths.”
“It’s nine-tenths in your possession,” Donoghue says. “That’s your definition of ownership.”
“You know what they say. If you have it, you’ve got it. If you’ve got it, you have it.”
“I don’t know who says that but I understand what you’re implying.” Donoghue is getting unhappier. “I think we get the drift loud and clear.” She looks at me.
But she doesn’t understand and I’m not going to help her. Lucy is saying that she has the recording because she managed to get it. She’s not saying how and she won’t, and that can mean only one thing at least to me. Lucy doesn’t have the mask or the recorder in her possession. She never has and doesn’t need them. I’m betting the live-streaming went to a device that isn’t in this country, and I keep thinking about Bermuda. Why did she go there recently? Who was she meeting?
“You installed the camera on my mask about a year ago,” I say to her. “I’d only done two dives with it. The dive in Fort Lauderdale was my third one.”
“Can you describe what would happen when Kay turned the camera on?” Donoghue asks Lucy.