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Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty Three
They found a quieter space, one of the conference's smaller meeting rooms that had been left unlocked between sessions, and they sat at opposite ends of a table designed for twelve and talked for ninety minutes.Lukas had learned across the years of his clinical practice that certain conversations required the right container, that the quality of the space communicated something to the person in it about what level of disclosure was available, and this room with its empty chairs and its institutional neutrality and its closed door was, it turned out, adequate.Dr. Okonkwo told her story without the management that public accounts of difficult experiences often contained, the shaping toward coherence that turned lived chaos into narrative. What she told him was not a narrative. It was a sequence of events that had happened to her and that she had been organizing and reorganizing for thirty years without arriving at an organization that felt complete.She had been twenty-nine.A residen
Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty Two
He accepted the invitation on a Wednesday morning in a two-line email that required three drafts, each draft finding a different way to express acceptance without performing enthusiasm he did not entirely feel.The conference coordinator responded the same afternoon with a warmth that told him something about what the committee expected from him, which was the warmth of people who had decided they had found their symbol and were happy about the finding. He read the response and felt the specific discomfort of being someone's symbol.He called Elise that evening."They want me to speak about ethical frameworks for integrative medicine," he said. "And about protecting patients from corporate exploitation in pharmaceutical development.""You should," she said."I am not the person they think they are inviting," he said."Who do they think they are inviting?" she said."Someone who maintained consistent ethical integrity throughout a difficult investigation," he said.She was quiet for a
Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty One
The funeral was held on a Tuesday morning in early December.Sixty-three people attended. Lukas knew this because Felix had mentioned it afterward, not as a measure of something significant but simply as a fact he had found himself noting, the way people noted particular details in the days following a death because the noting was something to do with the attention that grief produced.Sixty-three people. A business empire of forty years, a family name that had been in the Amsterdam financial community for three generations, and sixty-three people willing to be seen at the funeral. The rest calculating the cost of attendance in a period when association with the Van der Meer name carried the weight that it currently carried.Elise had arranged the service with the practical competence she brought to things she could manage when everything else was not manageable. The church was modest, the readings were from texts Henrik had actually valued rather than from texts that sounded appropri
Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty
They arrived at different times and from different directions, as the Van der Meer family had always operated, the centripetal pull of the family's center producing attendance but not cohesion.Elise was already there when Lukas arrived, seated near the window in a chair she had pulled away from the bed by perhaps six inches, the specific distance of someone present and maintaining the presence while also maintaining a boundary the six inches communicated.The officer accompanying Clara arrived shortly after Lukas, Clara herself in the grey-blue coat she had been wearing when she was arrested, the coat having become a kind of involuntary uniform of her current situation. She took the chair on the opposite side of the bed from Elise without acknowledging her daughter directly, the two women occupying the same small room with the quality of planets in parallel orbit.Felix arrived twenty minutes later, slightly out of breath, having driven from Utrecht where he had been in a meeting tha
Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Nine
Sofia arrived in person twenty minutes later.She did not knock. She opened the conference room door and came in with the quality she had always brought to rooms she entered, the quality that preceded any specific action, the ambient authority of someone who had decided the space was now hers.She looked at Catherine first."You are better at this than most people I have monitored," Sofia said. "The account structure was genuinely sophisticated. The timing of the releases was well-considered. If you had not used a document reference number in your response to Dr. Bauer you might have maintained your anonymity indefinitely.""You were monitoring my communications," Catherine said."Yes," Sofia said. She sat down at the table without being invited to sit, the gesture of someone who had moved past the social conventions of the situation. "I have been monitoring several communications channels adjacent to the pharmaceutical network investigation for the past six months. When the blackmail
Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Eight
Lukas looked at Catherine across the conference table and took his time before answering.His lawyer placed her hand briefly on his arm, the small signal that meant she would speak if he wanted her to, the offer of intervention he had learned to recognize and to accept or decline by how he responded to it. He left her hand there for a moment and then he moved his arm and she understood and sat back."I am going to tell you what I will not do," he said. "And then I am going to tell you what I will do instead. And then we are going to decide whether there is a path forward from this room or whether there is not."Catherine said nothing. She waited with the stillness of someone who had been waiting for things for eighteen months and had developed a specific kind of patience from the waiting."I will not testify in ways that omit complexity to achieve a predetermined outcome," he said. "I understand what you want that testimony to accomplish and I understand why you want it, and I will no
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