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Chapter One Hundred Fifty: The Right to Remain Silent
"Call the police," Nadia said."And tell them what?" Ferris had not moved from her chair. "That a man walked out of a courthouse and took a scenic route? He can claim the car was lost. He can claim a detour for a medical appointment. A judge will give him the benefit of the doubt, because he is the sort of man judges give the benefit of the doubt.""He's *watching* us.""Yes." Ferris looked at the black car through the kitchen glass. "Which is precisely what he wants. A man under a no-contact order who cannot help himself. Every minute he sits there is a minute he is violating his bail."Caleb turned from the window. His jaw was tight."So we film him.""We film him, and we call his probation officer, and we log it with Special Agent Imanaka." Ferris opened her portfolio and took out a legal pad. "And then we ignore him. He is a distraction. His entire function this morning is to make you stand at that window instead of working.""It's working.""I know. Sit down."He sat.After a mom
Chapter One Hundred Forty-Nine: Subpoena
The snow had stopped by morning, leaving the motel parking lot under three inches of clean white silence.Caleb stood at the kitchen window with the cream envelope in his hands and watched Teddy shovel a path to the office door. He had not slept. He had sat at the table until four, reading the same two paragraphs over and over, as though the words might rearrange themselves into something kinder.*You are hereby commanded to appear before the Grand Jury of the United States District Court, Southern District, on the seventeenth of November, to testify and give evidence in the matter of* United States v. Silas Marrow, et al. *You are further commanded to bring with you all documents relating to the E.H.W. Trust, its predecessors, successors, and beneficiaries.*Seventeen days of silence from the one man who had promised him a stage."You're going to wear a hole in it," Nadia said from the doorway.She wore his old academy sweatshirt and a pair of wool socks, and her hair was a dark tang
Chapter One Hundred Forty-Eight: The Beneficiary
Hane received them at midnight, in a dressing gown, with a pot of cocoa.The FBI safe house was dark except for the kitchen, where a single lamp burned over a table covered with printouts. Priya had brought her laptop. Whitlock had brought a thermos. Imanaka, summoned by phone, had arrived in a raincoat over pajamas and looked about as pleased as a cat in a bath."Sit," said Hane. "Do. I'm afraid I haven't any biscuits."They sat, Caleb at his right hand, Prudence Hollis at his left. The old bookkeeper and the old trustee regarded each other across the cocoa pot with the grave courtesy of two veterans of the same war."Miss Hollis.""Mr. Hane.""I believe we've corresponded.""In 1998. About a clerical error." She smiled thinly. "I was *right.*""You were *insufferably* right." He poured. "I took the liberty of reading your amendment, Elias. It is a fine piece of drafting. Eleanor always did love a loophole."
Chapter One Hundred Forty-Seven: The Other Trustee
Prudence Hollis took her tea black and her time slowly.She sat in the motel's back room at the head of the table, in Harold's chair, with the leather briefcase on her knee and a cup of Margaret's strongest brew steaming in front of her. The dinner dishes had been cleared. The candle had burned down. Eleven faces looked at her in the soft yellow light, and not one of them was breathing quite normally."I should begin," she said, "by saying that I have no wish to alarm anyone.""You're a trustee of the E.H.W. Trust," said Priya."I am.""Silas Marrow's name is on the deed as the sole trustee.""His name is on the *first* deed. Dated February fourth." Hollis opened the briefcase and withdrew a manila folder, faded to the color of weak tea. "The second deed is dated February fifth. One day later. Signed by Eleanor Whitfield as the child's legal guardian, in the presence of two witnesses. It amends the first.""Amends it how
Chapter One Hundred Forty-Six: Sunday Dinner
The roast had been in the oven since noon, and Margaret would not let anyone open the door."It's resting," she announced, from the kitchen, over the sound of a dozen simmering pots. "A roast must rest, like a bishop. If you let the heat out, it will be *tough.*""Is that a cooking rule or a theological one?" Nadia asked."It is a rule of *life.*"Caleb sat at the end of the long table in the motel's back room, with a glass of ginger ale and a hollow in his chest where the afternoon had been.He had come home on Friday with a hollow in his chest and told her nothing, and she had let him, for two days.The back room of Harbor View had been, for nine years, the place where Nadia kept her books, her tax files and her broken lamps. Tonight it had been transformed. The mismatched chairs were set around a long table made of two tables pushed together. A tablecloth. Real plates. A candle stuck in a wine bottle. Teddy, the night clerk,
Chapter One Hundred Forty-Five: Federal Building
Imanaka's office was on the ninth floor, with a view of the river and nothing on the walls.She sat behind a steel desk in shirtsleeves, with reading glasses pushed up into her gray hair and a stack of folders at her elbow. Beside her sat Okafor, the prosecutor, small and fierce, her briefcase open on her knees. At the window, with his back to the room, stood a tall man in a dark suit whom Caleb didn't recognize."Sit down, Captain," Imanaka said.He sat."This is Deputy Director Walsh, from Washington. He arrived at six this morning." She did not smile. "He is here to observe."The man at the window turned. He had a long, tired, intelligent face, and a gaze that rested on Caleb with unhurried attention, as one might study a map."Captain Reyes," he said. "I've read your file. All of it.""Then you know more than I do.""That's what concerns me." Walsh sat on the edge of the credenza. "Ruth. Shall we?"Iman
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