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Chapters (58)
  1. Cover
  2. Other Books by This Author
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright
  5. Dedication
  6. Acknowledgments
  7. Prologue
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  58. Author’s Note

Abby’s hand covered her mouth. The image disappeared.

Sabin shook his head. “He wasn’t exactly welcoming.”

“No, he wasn’t. Maybe the next one will be better.”

Sabin played the second tap. A young woman appeared, her face filled with anger. “I hope they throw you in jail for what you said this morning. How dare you come here and say that what you believe is superior to what anyone else believes. We did away with that kind of narrow thinking a long time ago, sister.”

Sabin walked over and put a hand on Abby’s shoulder. “Abby…I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with these people.”

“No, they have a right to their opinion. That’s America, isn’t it?” Out of shock and curiosity, Abby encouraged Sabin to go ahead and play a couple more. They were worse.

“It looks like the next one is from some professor. Abby, I think we should stop. There’s no use—

“You’re right.” Abby sat down on the side of the bed and stared blankly at the Manhattan skyline. “I think that’s enough.”

Damien Cleary sat down at Bryson Nichols’s favorite table at the Library and picked up a copy of the May 12, 1859, London Times.

“How did people manage to keep up with the world by reading these things?”

Nichols sipped his vermouth and rum. “You think people are better informed today, Damien?”

Cleary put the paper down. “Soon enough people will know more than they ever dreamed. Speaking of news, I see our visitor from New Guinea has managed to make some.”

“Yes. To our great benefit. I predict she’ll be out of the country within two weeks.”

“Out of the country, not under indictment?”

Nichols shook his head. “It does the attorney general little good to indict her. She’s too easy a target, coming from the jungle, not knowing our laws. But they will threaten indictment, and she will leave. I believe she’ll find life in America ill-suited to her tastes, anyway. Going back home will seem preferable to her, if my guess is correct. We will, of course, have to continue monitoring.”

“And if the AG doesn’t take care of her?”

“If you recall, when he was NTI’s chief counsel, Tad Knowles didn’t go to the john without my approval. Let’s just say he knows who got him appointed to his current position.”

13

This is officially my place,” Sabin noted as he and Abby walked through the front door of a Fort Worth town house. They set their bags in the foyer.

“You mean the one in Washington isn’t? I thought…since you’re the husband…sort of…”