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
“How could they be worse, Marino? The FBI showed up with a warrant. Agents have been walking out the door with her belongings, violating her entire existence.” I turn up the wipers as high as they’ll go and they sound like an angry metronome throwing a tantrum.
“What could be worse is they arrest her and lock her up without bail.” Marino smokes the cigarette down to the filter. “And don’t think they can’t do it. She owns a helicopter and a jet. She’s a pilot. She has a ton of money. They’ll argue she’s a flight risk and the judge will rule in the FBI’s favor. Especially if there’s a judge behind the scenes who has an agenda—a federal judge like Erin Loria’s husband. The first thing we should be asking is the timing for the sting operation. Why strike now?”
Today’s date enters my mind again. August 15. The two-month anniversary of when Carrie shot me.
What I say is “You’re right. Why today? Or is the timing random?”
“I don’t know about random but I also can’t think of anything important.”
“Exactly two months ago Carrie attacked me.” I shouldn’t have to remind him.
“But how would that be important to the FBI? Why would that date motivate them? I don’t see how it would matter.”
“It’s more likely to matter to Carrie.”
“Well we can be sure they’re looking for probable cause to get Lucy indicted for something. I don’t know what but I think we can make an educated guess about who it relates to,” Marino says. “Prison would be the end of Lucy. She wouldn’t survive, and Carrie would love that …”
“Let’s stay out of such a fatalistic airspace.” I don’t want to hear his Doomsday predictions, and I can barely restrain myself from admitting the truth to him.
I want to tell him about the videos even as I continue to entertain the same troubling questions. What if the FBI has seen them? What if the FBI texted them to entrap me and anybody else I might involve? I don’t know who to trust, not even my own attorney Jill Donoghue the more I think about it, and when I’m this unsure of anything I’m careful. I’m deliberate and calculating.
“The problem is once an investigation gets in gear good luck stopping it.” Marino is painting more fear-inducing scenarios. “The Feds don’t let something go unless they got no choice, unless the grand jury comes back with a no bill and that almost never happens. Lucy’s goose would be cooked. No grand jury is going to have any sympathy for a fired federal agent who’s filthy rich and comes across the way she does …”