Oliver put down his notebook. “Was Shockley the only one you dealt with at Fisher/Tyne?”

“He’s the only one I know about.” Berger paused. “Though I have no way of proving this…I always felt that Shockley was moving with Grammer’s permission.”

“You have nothing to tie Grammer to your activities?”

“No.”

Oliver consulted a moment with Saugust.

“What?” Dorman said.

Saugust said, “Would your client be willing to wear a wire to try to get something out of Shockley?”

“That wasn’t part of the deal,” Dorman said. “And since he was already offered immunity for testifying, I don’t see where that would be in Dr. Berger’s best interest.”

Oliver said, “Might be in his best interest to obtain a new identity.”

Dorman said, “What are you implying?”

Oliver said, “Just that it’s going to be hard for him to practice medicine after all this comes out.”

“Why should it come out?” Berger’s voice was panicked. “I thought I cut a deal—”

“You’re associated with three dead men, sir,” Oliver replied. “It’s bound to come out.”

The room was quiet.

“Not that I can speak for the FBI,” Oliver said, “but they might be willing to fix him up with a new set of papers so he could practice medicine without harassment.”

Dorman said, “You don’t have the power to do that.”

Oliver said, “No, I don’t. But the FBI does. And you know, your client is still under investigation for murder. Especially now that he doesn’t have anyone who could verify his whereabouts—”

Berger interrupted. “I had nothing to do—”

“Myron, please.” Dorman took out a pen and clicked it several times. “I’ll take the matter up with the local agents here.”

“I told you all I know,” Berger whined. “I don’t want to wear a wire.”

“Myron, we’ll talk about this later.” To Oliver, Dorman said, “Anything else?”

Oliver said, “What was Sparks doing all this time?”

“Pardon?”

“He must have been disappointed in Curedon’s mediocre results. He must have looked over the data. Are you telling me he didn’t have any idea about what was going on?”

“Azor was disturbed by the results, yes. But he had confidence in Reggie. Actually, it was Reggie who was upset. He couldn’t understand why, after riding this tremendous upswing of wonderful results, his data suddenly crashed.”

Berger spoke softly.

“The team got our readouts from Fisher/Tyne. Because the company owned the drug. But I know that a couple of times, Reggie got hold of data directly from Fisher/Tyne’s labs, before it went into their computers—”

“Before Ken Leonard got a chance to doctor it.”

“Yes. I knew Reggie was moving in fast. It was just a matter of time…”

“Yet Dr. Sparks never became suspicious.”