“Baby?” West said in alarm, certain he was injured. “Oh sweetie, what did you do to yourself?”

She didn’t realize what was on his claw until Niles was in Brazil’s lap and the florist’s card from the hallway table was in plain view. Brazil got a confused expression on his face.

“Schwan’s Flowers and Gifts? Charlotte?” he read aloud what was on the envelope as he pulled out the card. “ ‘Thinking of you, Andy,’ ” his voice trailed off.

West tried to act nonchalant and failed. She hated Niles and would pay him back for this.

“How did this end up on your hallway table?” Brazil wanted to know.

“How do you know it was on the table?” she said coolly as she imagined leaving Niles out in a hailstorm.

“I saw it there when we were here working on the computer!”

“Why were you looking at anything on any table!” Old anger and hurt jumped off the shelf where she had been storing them for months.

“Because you put it there so I would see it,” he exclaimed.

“How arrogant of you!”

“Then why?” he said. “And don’t tell me Niles did it.”

West pushed away her plate and stared past him. She tried to think how to say it. Confessing feelings was as dangerous as counting money when you walked down a dark street in a bad part of town.

“Because you didn’t care about me anymore.” She was out with it.

“That’s because you didn’t care about me first,” he argued.

“And that’s because I thought you dumped me the minute we got to town and started seeing someone else without even having the courtesy to tell me.”

“Virginia, I haven’t seen anybody,” Brazil said in a softer tone.

He reached out and took her hand. She had a hard time swallowing.

“And I didn’t dump you,” he said.

He moved his chair next to hers and kissed her. In the bedroom he discovered the wineglasses of Mountain Dew.

Hammer wanted to dump the entire NIJ project. Her mind was a riotous crowd of dissenting, unhappy people who would not let her sleep. She thought about Bubba and how badly she had maligned him. She obsessed over how badly she had handled Lelia Ehrhart and those like her.

Part of Hammer’s mission was to enlighten people. She saw no evidence that she had. Part of her plan was to modernize the police department. And what happened? The entire COMSTAT telecommunications network crashed. The ATM robberies escalated to murder. There were gangs. There was Smoke.

Hammer didn’t think she could ever again endure seeing Ruby Sink’s house or even the block Miss Sink had lived on. Miss Sink, in her pink robe and slippers, had shuffled through Hammer’s mind all night. Hammer could not get away from their last conversation on Miss Sink’s sidewalk. Hammer could see the old woman in such detail it hurt her heart and pierced her with guilt.

“I’m a failure,” Hammer said to Popeye.