Not just Lucy. But also Janet, who was in her scrubs, and I was surprised by her messy hair, her dirty nails and that she was wearing what essentially are her pajamas. She didn’t bother to get dressed this morning. She got out of bed and got busy. She got sweaty and dirty. She didn’t clean up before Erin Loria appeared at the front door and that was deliberate. Janet wanted to look surprised. She wanted to look raided without a moment’s advance warning. She intended to look caught, ambushed and demoralized. But she wasn’t really. Neither was Lucy.

They knew the FBI was coming.

“I’m not getting Janet,” Marino says behind my back. “It goes straight to voice mail.”

JANET’S PHONE DOESN’T RING. I’m watching it on her waistband and the display isn’t lighting up the way it should if someone is calling her. I also don’t hear it.

Marino is trying her number and her phone is silent. She’s not checking it and I wonder if it was working earlier. The video opened with Janet clipping her phone back on the waistband of her scrubs. What was she doing with it before I started watching and why doesn’t it seem to be working now?

“Okay. I’m trying again. And I think Janet might have her phone off. Or the FBI might have taken it from her.” Marino has no idea what I’m seeing.

He isn’t watching the live feed and can’t know that I’m looking at Janet and her phone even as he’s trying to call her.

“She may have the ringer off or the battery could be dead but the FBI doesn’t have her phone,” I say to Marino because I’m looking at it. “Are the police en route?”

“They sure as hell should be. Let me check.”

“Don’t push me away,” Janet is saying to Lucy. “Don’t act like I’m the enemy. That’s what they want. That’s especially what Erin wants. Come on. Let’s go back upstairs.” She pulls Lucy by the hand but she won’t budge. “We’ll get a few things and go to Kay’s house. Come on. We’ll get there and have a drink and a nice dinner and everything will be better,” says Lucy’s partner, her lover, her soul mate, colleague and best friend.