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Chapters (55)
  1. Cover
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. One Week Later
  53. About the Author
  54. Also by Patricia Cornwell
  55. About the Publisher

“Burned black powder is extremely corrosive,” he explains. “Especially when it’s exposed to moisture, for example condensation that forms when a gun barrel is cooling. There’s a chemical reaction that forms sulfuric acid, and if you don’t know that and don’t clean your black powder pistol right away? The barrel is fouled like you wouldn’t believe. I’m talking within hours. What we’ve got here isn’t burned powder. It’s definitely not GSR.”

In contrast unburned black powder can remain viable indefinitely if it’s protected in an abandoned armory or is sealed by rust inside an old weapon, and that’s what Jim and Ernie believe we’re talking about. Unburned powder that could be hundreds of years old, and I think of the stories I’ve heard about antique firearms loaded with ammunition that people assume is inert until the gun accidentally goes off.

“How many cannonballs have you seen used as doorstops or hanging from gates especially during your Virginia days?” Jim says.

“If I had a dollar for every one,” I reply.

“Most people have no idea a cannonball from the American Revolution or the Civil War could still explode, that they’re basically decorating their house with a bomb.”

“Could the black powder possibly be modern?” I ask the question again because it’s critically important. “Even remotely possible? How can we be sure someone isn’t using it to build an explosive device?”

“BP”—as Jim refers to black powder—“isn’t child’s play. Using it to build a bomb would be impractical and dangerous.”

“As is true of everything it all depends on who you’re talking about.”

“Listen I’m the first to say we should never underestimate any potential disaster. Better safe than sorry. And sure. The person could make BP. When I was a kid I used to make my own, was a regular Betty Crocker in the garage. It’s a damn wonder I lived long enough to vote and buy booze.”

“The person I’m most concerned about may do her own gunsmithing, may reload her own ammo,” I say to him and Ernie. “If so there would be traces of gunpowder, lead, iron and copper in her work area and possibly elsewhere. That’s why I’m asking if we’re absolutely certain the black powder is of antiquity and not from a location where someone might be building a weapon of mass destruction.”

“I personally think it’s an old remnant from the same era the other trace evidence is from.” It’s Ernie who says this, and I search my memory.

Chapter 44

CHAPTER 44

I CAN’T RECALL SEEING BLACK POWDER IN ANY MACHINE shop Lucy has ever owned or worked in. I don’t remember seeing its modern substitute Pyrodex either.