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THE COLE ESTATE, THE WALLED ROSE GARDENThe Cole estate lay under a low white moon that night, a huge, dark, silent sprawl of lawns and cedars and shuttered windows at the end of a mile of gravel drive, and the little walled garden behind the east wing, where Gerald's mother had once grown her prize roses, was so overgrown with briars and bindweed that Ethan, climbing over the broken wall with Barnabas at his heels, felt the thorns tearing at his coat like the fingers of the dead.He had not set foot in that garden for twelve years, not since the night he was driven away from the house with a single suitcase, but he found that his feet knew every stone of the path, the crooked sundial, the cracked marble bench, the narrow gap in the hedge where he had once hidden for a whole afternoon with a stolen bag of toffees, and when he came round the corner of the last box hedge and saw the lantern burning in the middle of the lawn, with a bent small figure working beside it in the moonlight, h
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THE ROAD BESIDE THE RIVER, OUTSIDE THE REMAND PRISONEthan looked at the white van, and at the open doors with their dark empty mouth, and at the polite, regretful, perfectly shaved face of Commissioner Hale, and he understood in a single cold instant that if he stepped into that vehicle he would never reach the end of the road alive, but instead of arguing or running, which was what the Senator's man expected, he only smiled slowly and put his arm round his wife's shoulders, like a man who has been offered a lift by a friend."That is very kind of you, Commissioner," he said warmly, "but my wife and I would prefer to ride in the front, because I find that the back of a prison van is bad for the ribs.""I'm afraid it's against regulations.""Then I'll write to the Senator, and tell him how helpful you've been."It was the faintest hesitation, no more than the flicker of an eyelid, but Ethan saw it, and he knew that Hale had not been told what to do if the prisoner refused, and while t
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THE CITY REMAND PRISON, CELL BLOCK CThe remand prison had been built in the eighteen hundreds for the kind of men whom society wished to forget, and in all the years since, nobody had bothered to improve it, so that when the steel door slammed shut behind Ethan on the first night, and the long echoing corridor of Block C swallowed up the sound of the guard's boots, he stood for a moment in the cold green gloom of a cell the size of a coffin, breathing in the stink of old sweat and damp concrete and other men's fear, and thought with a grim sort of amusement that he had never in his life been so well prepared for anything.He had spent twelve years in the back kitchens of the city washing dishes for a man named Bruno who beat his staff with a ladle, and he had died, once, in a hospital bed, with cancer eating through his belly like a rat in a sack of flour, and compared to those two experiences a stone cell with a bucket in the corner and a cracked window high up in the wall was very
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THE CITY HOLDING CELLS, EAST BLOCKThe city was still asleep when Ethan went down the steel stairs into the east block behind Chief Pell, with Sophia pressed so close to his side that he could feel her shaking through his sleeve, and the first thing that struck him was not the sight of the dead men but the smell, a sweetish, coppery, almost warm smell of blood laid over a thick sharp layer of bleach, as if somebody had started to clean the place and had been interrupted halfway through the job.Six cells stood open along the grey corridor, and in each of them a body lay on a narrow iron cot with the blanket pulled up under the chin, so neatly that for one wild moment he thought they were sleeping, until the lamplight fell across the nearest bed and showed him the thing that had once been his father, with his head tipped back at an impossible angle, his throat laid open from ear to ear in a single clean line, and the steel wire that had held his jaw together snapped and curling out of
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ST. JUDE'S PARISH CHURCH, THE CRYPTEthan went down the narrow stone stairs with the phone still pressed against his ear and his pistol swinging in his other hand, and by the time he reached the bottom, where the air turned thick and cold and tasted of damp earth and old candle wax, he could already hear his wife breathing in the dark like a woman who was trying very hard not to be sick.The crypt was a long low cellar of grey brick and cracked flagstones, lit only by a single oil lamp that Sophia had set down on the floor beside the open coffin, and in the trembling yellow light she stood with her back pressed against a pillar and her hands clamped over her mouth, staring at the thing on the slab with eyes that had gone wide and glassy and far away."Sophia," Ethan said gently, "step away from it and come to me.""I thought the lid had been pushed from the inside," she whispered through her fingers, "because it was lying sideways across the top and the wood was split, and I thought s
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"Sorry, kid," said Abel Harrow, and the pistol did not waver by so much as a hair.Ethan Cole looked at it, then at the scarred face above it, then at the sleeping baby on Gerald's knee, and he let out a long, slow, theatrical sigh, the sigh of a man who has been served a cold dinner in a very expensive restaurant."You know what, Abel?" he said. "I'd like to say I'm shocked. I'd like to say I'm hurt. But honestly, I picked you because you had the face of a man who sells his mother for a sandwich, and you've lived up to it beautifully.""Ethan.""Don't Ethan me, you dried up old walnut. Twelve years you've been hiding in a motel, drinking the cheap stuff, telling me 'that's why they chose you', and all along you were Silas's bitch.""It isn't.""What's his price? A pension? A cabin? A nice little urn for your ashes?""Ethan, it's not.""Shut up, Harrow," wheezed Gerald, through his wired teeth, in a gleeful whistle. "Let the boy talk. I do so love it when he talks. It makes me feel ri
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