“We were looking for you . . .”
“No, you weren’t. Or if you were, you weren’t looking very hard. The media was going wild, Homeland Security was issuing press releases every five minutes—all of them wrong—the FBI was running in circles. The one group that might have given me trouble, which was you and your marshal friends, never came looking. You didn’t come even though you knew some people I was friends with. You never squeezed Tom, you never really squeezed John McCoy, you never squeezed Claxson or the lady who worked for him . . . Why was that?”
“We don’t have the investigatory resources to throw around like the FBI does,” Lucas said. “Or like Homeland Security. Whatever happened at the Watergate, it didn’t seem likely to have much connection with our main objective, which was to find out who tried to murder Senator Smalls.”
“Oh, bullshit, Davenport. Nobody came to the Watergate and shot the place up by accident, not with a machine gun,” she said. “You had to know there was some connection.”
When Lucas didn’t say anything, Wendy demanded, “Were you grooming me?”
“What?”
“When you got Tom to give me your phone number, did you want to talk so you could manipulate me . . . Were you grooming me to kill Grant?”
Lucas let that hang in the air, then said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” and hung up.
“What was that?” Flowers asked.
“Unfinished business,” Lucas said. He picked up his Leinie’s, took a swallow, and added, “But it’s finished now.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
John Sandford is the pseudonym for the Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist John Camp. He is the author of the Prey novels, the Kidd novels, the Virgil Flowers novels, and six other books, including three YA novels co-authored with his wife Michele Cook.
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