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
I watch her open more drawers in a workbench that fills an entire wall. I can see a hydraulic lift in the background and there’s a car on it, her Ferrari FF, Tour de France blue. The all-wheel-drive supercar is what she was driving two months ago when I was shot. She was talking about it with Jill Donoghue earlier today when they were going over possible alibis for where Lucy was when I almost died.
“You can’t let them dictate how you behave. It doesn’t matter what they’ve done.” Janet is firm but calm, and she’s something else. “Let’s go upstairs before it’s too late. You don’t need to do this.”
“I’d rather be judged by twelve than carried by six.” Lucy means she’d rather be on trial than dead. “If we don’t have any way to protect ourselves? You know exactly what’s going to happen. This is wrong, Janet. It’s outrageously disgusting. The FBI wants us murdered.”
“I realize Erin has set it up that way. Don’t give her what she wants.”
“How convenient. If we’re dead then Erin is rid of her biggest problem in life.”
“That’s what she thinks at any rate. So you know what we do? Let’s leave and go to your aunt’s house. Let’s talk to Benton about it,” Janet says, and then it lands hard on me.
I realize what I’ve been picking up. Janet won’t look in the direction of any surveillance camera. Lucy in contrast is looking wherever she wants. At cameras and away from them. It’s obvious to me that she doesn’t assume the FBI is spying on them. Lucy clearly doesn’t think she’s being picked up by her own security system but Janet is wary and cautious. She avoids looking in the direction of the cameras and yet she’s talking openly and that’s confusing to me. Why would she mention Erin Loria by name? Why would she mention POTUS, Benghazi and cover-ups?
“We can’t be emotional.” Janet doesn’t take her eyes off Lucy.
“I’ll be whatever I want,” Lucy says. “Wait and see what I do. They can go to hell if they think we’re going to be left here with nothing. Not a handgun. Not even a damn steak knife. She leaves us here like this so we can’t protect ourselves or Desi or even Jet Ranger against the worst dirtbag imaginable. And they know her. They sure as hell do because they created her.”
The Feds created Carrie Grethen like Frankenstein. Marino said that earlier and he was quoting Lucy.