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Chapters (36)
  1. VECTOR
  2. Copyright page
  3. Dedication
  4. AKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  5. Epigraph
  6. PROLOGUE
  7. ONE
  8. TWO
  9. THREE
  10. FOUR
  11. FIVE
  12. SIX
  13. SEVEN
  14. EIGHT
  15. NINE
  16. TEN
  17. ELEVEN
  18. TWELVE
  19. THIRTEEN
  20. FOURTEEN
  21. FIFTEEN
  22. SIXTEEN
  23. SEVENTEEN
  24. EIGHTEEN
  25. NINETEEN
  26. TWENTY
  27. TWENTY-ONE
  28. TWENTY-TWO
  29. TWENTY-THREE
  30. TWENTY-FOUR
  31. TWENTY-FIVE
  32. TWENTY-SIX
  33. EPILOGUE
  34. AUTHOR’S NOTE
  35. SELECTED BIBLIOGRAPHY
  36. GLOSSARY

Warren raised his hands. “Don’t look at me. I never met the woman.”

“Well,” Laurie commented, “all this emphasizes that someone knowledgeable about epidemiology had better look around Connie’s place for a source. At a minimum, her husband should be warned. If the source is still around, he’s certainly at risk.”

“I thought the same thing,” Jack said. “In fact, I went out there today around noon to do just that.”

“You talked to Yuri Davydov?” Warren questioned. “Does Flash know?”

“I didn’t see the man,” Jack said. “He wasn’t home. I met a neighbor who said Yuri was out driving his taxi and wouldn’t be home until nine or ten.”

Laurie glanced at her watch. “That means he’d be home now.”

“That’s true,” Jack said. “What are you suggesting?”

“Do you know the phone number?” Laurie asked.

“Yes, but it’s no use,” Jack said. “Mr. Davydov apparently has his phone off the hook.”

“When was the last time you tried?”

“This morning,” Jack admitted.

“I think it might be worth trying again,” Laurie said. She picked up her purse and got out her cellular phone. “What’s the number?”

“I don’t have it here,” Jack said. “It’s in the office.”

“I’ll try information,” Laurie said. “How do you spell Davydov?”

Laurie had no trouble getting the number. She checked with Jack concerning the address to be absolutely sure it was correct. When she dialed the number, she got a busy signal.

“So now you believe me?” Jack asked.

“I believed you before,” Laurie said. “I just thought it reasonable to give it a try. So we can’t call. That means we should run out there.”

“Now?” Jack questioned.

“If we wait and the man dies, how would you feel then?” Laurie questioned.

“Guilty, I suppose,” Jack said. “Okay, I’ll go, but it’s going to take some time. It’s way out on the other side of Brooklyn.”

“It shouldn’t take that long now,” Laurie said. “We can take the Brooklyn Battery Tunnel and the Shore Parkway. With no traffic, we’ll be there before we know it.”

“I’m not going,” Warren said. “Flash told me the guy’s a turd. I’ll leave this up to you professionals. Spit and I will call it a night.”

“That’s fine,” Laurie said. “We can take a cab.”

“No need,” Warren said. “You two take my wheels. I’ll go home with Spit. Doc, you know where to park it.”

“Are you sure?” Laurie asked.

“Of course I’m sure,” Warren said. “You guys enjoy yourselves. And when you come back to the neighborhood, don’t be concerned. There’s going to be someone out there all night keeping an eye on things.”

TWENTY-ONE

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TWENTY-ONE

Wednesday, October 20

10:30 P.M.