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with a half-eaten sandwich. Callie realized that she’d been treat-13
ing Anna as if she were home sick from school.
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The TV was tuned to The Lucy Show, but Anna wasn’t really 15
watching. Callie turned down the volume and sat beside her 16
daughter.
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“It’s hard to be stuck inside like this, isn’t it?” Callie asked.
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Anna toyed with the cow’s purple fur. She nodded silently.
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“I’ve been thinking,” Callie said. “You don’t have to do this 20
unless you want to, but Grams and Pappy would love to see you.
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You could just go for a couple of days. Just to get away.”
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“Okay,” Anna whispered.
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Callie looked at her, surprised. “You . . . you want to go?”
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Tears filled Anna’s eyes. “I don’t like being here,” she said. “All 25
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took me, that maybe he’ll come back.”
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Callie pulled Anna close. “No one’s going to hurt you.”
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painful to bear. After everything they’d just gone through, she 30
wanted Anna with her. At the same time, she knew in her heart 31
that this was the right decision.
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had no doubt that she, not Anna, was the killer’s ultimate target.
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away.
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A whirlwind of phone calls, and just two hours later, all the 5
plans were in place. Callie’s mother would fly into Boston tomor-6
row and take Anna home with her. The news of Anna’s kidnap-7
ping hadn’t reached the Midwestern papers, so this was the first 8
time her parents had learned of their granddaughter’s ordeal. To 9
Callie’s relief, they took the news with remarkable composure.
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Mainly, they seemed concerned about how Anna was coping.
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“I’m so sorry to put you through this,” Callie said earnestly.
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“Don’t be ridiculous,” her mother said briskly. “Of course we 13
want to help.”
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Her mother was small, just five foot two, but her posture made 15
her seem taller. Callie had sometimes wished she were softer, 16
more prone to hugs and kisses. Today, though, she couldn’t think 17
of anyone she’d rather have on her side.
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After the phone calls were over, Callie sat on her bed. So 19
much to do — she should get started — but she couldn’t seem to 20
move. She thought about getting Anna’s suitcase from the closet 21
down in the basement. But first she had to let Anna know that 22
she’d be leaving tomorrow. Already, her mind was running through 23
what Anna needed to pack. Her red jacket in case it was cold. Pa-24
jamas. Bedroom slippers.
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Finally, she got up. She moved toward the door and then hesi-26
tated, walked back to her dresser. Pulling open the top drawer, 27
she took out a cherry-wood case. The key was in her jewelry box.
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She fitted it into the lock. Raising the lid, she peered down at her 29
.357 Magnum. Her application had been expedited, and she’d 30
bought it yesterday. Carefully, she lifted the gun from its blue-31
velvet-lined box.
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all that is written I love only that which is written in blood.
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He carried the words with him on a 3 " x 5 " index card. Now, 4
sitting cross-legged in the tree house, he pulled out the card to 5
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Many die too late and some die too early . . .
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tion. Laura had lived far too long, but soon she would be dead.
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was dead, his life would start. The burden would be lifted.
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at him. In the end, though, it had served as a spur. Her book had 16
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So what did you and Grams do today?”
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“We made a cake,” said Anna. “Chocolate cake with choco-2
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“Great! That’s your favorite.”
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As she talked to her daughter on the telephone, Callie gazed at 5
her picture, a slightly blurry snapshot of Anna building a snow-6
man in the backyard. The kitchen table was piled with photos 7
that she’d taken out to sort. She’d hit on this mindless yet pro-8
ductive task as a way to fill the hours.
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“I love you, Mommy,” Anna said.
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miss you so much.”
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“Are you mad at me? For running away?” Anna’s voice was 13
timid.
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“No,” Callie said. “I’m just glad you’re safe.” She had other 15
things to say, of course, but they could wait until later.
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“I’m sorry I made you worried.”
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“I’m sorry you were so unhappy. That I didn’t listen better.”
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“That’s okay. Mommy?”
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“When can I come home?”
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“Okay, you better skedaddle. Don’t forget to brush your teeth.”
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“Mah-um.” An elaborate sigh. For a moment, Anna sounded 3
like her old self.
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“ ’Night, sweetheart. Sleep tight. Don’t let the bedbugs bite.”
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Callie blew a kiss across the phone line.
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and scent of her child.
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She hung up the phone feeling desolate, worse than she’d felt 11
for days. The piles of pictures were no substitute for Anna in the 12
flesh. Restless, she stood up and crossed the floor, opened the re-13
frigerator. She wasn’t feeling hungry, but she knew that she 14
should eat. The looseness of her jeans told her that she’d been 15
losing weight.
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For several minutes, she stood staring into the cold bright box.
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Eggs. Cheese. Carrots. Peanut butter. Bread. She finally settled 18
on a grilled cheese sandwich and pulled out the ingredients. She 19
put a cast-iron skillet on the stove and dropped in a pat of butter.
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And how long would that take?
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For so long, she’d been so confident that Lester Crain was the 23
one. But ever since her talk with Jamison, she hadn’t been as 24
sure. She thought about Jamison’s theory that Diane’s death had 25
triggered Crain. That instead of being Crain’s handiwork, it had 26
been his inspiration. Drawn to Maine after the fact, he’d en-27
countered Callie on Blue Peek Island. He’d recognized her as 28
Steven’s girlfriend and followed her back to Merritt. Posy was a 29
victim of circumstance. Wrong place, wrong time. Posy was dif-30
ferent from the rest of them. She’d never even known Steven.
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killer.
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The butter had started to sizzle. Callie turned down the heat.
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She flipped over the sandwich to brown the other side. In her 4
mind, she ticked off the elements of Jamison’s profile. Again, she 5
had a disconcerting sense of being on the verge. There was a 6
name, a face, just beneath the surface, but she couldn’t seem to 7
reach it.
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then pushed back the piles of photographs to clear a place at the 10
table.
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to eat.
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Through the window, she saw their fenced backyard, weirdly 15
illuminated. A few days ago, a security firm had installed a pow-16
erful spotlight. Callie found herself thinking of Henry Creighton, 17
wondering how he was doing. Now that her fear and anger had 18
ebbed, she could think of him with compassion. Like Anna, he 19
must have been overwhelmed by feelings he couldn’t process.
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kitchen table, how stunned she’d been when Mimi announced 22
Bernie’s infidelity. Clearly, there were tensions in the Creighton 23
household that she’d never come close to guessing. Like Anna, 24
Henry was a sensitive child. Of course he’d been affected.
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Again, Callie sensed the sudden flicker, the glimmer of a 26
thought. But this time she managed to get hold of it. The face 27
was Bernie Creighton’s. In her mind’s eye, she saw his bright 28
smug eyes, the puffed rooster chest. She’d always explained her 29
discomfort with Bernie by the fact that they were such different 30
people. They had different values, moved in different worlds, 31
nothing more than that. Now, uneasily, she wondered if there 32
might be something deeper.
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kept an apartment in Boston. With a chill, Callie thought of the 3
phone call to the Creightons after Anna’s disappearance. “No, 4
it’s not about your husband,” the detective had said to Mimi. So 5
Bernie hadn’t been home that night; she wondered where he’d 6
been.
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Callie shoved aside her plate and leaned her head in her 8
hands. For a moment, the story danced in her mind, then reality 9
pressed in. Wouldn’t Anna have recognized Bernie? Not to men-10
tion Henry? What possible motive could Bernie have? How 11
would he know her story?
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face popped up. She pictured another man with children. Her 14
ex-husband, Kevin Thayer. She’d barely thought of him at all 15
since Lambert’s questioning. At first, the idea had seemed ab-16
surd. She’d dismissed it out of hand. But as she sat here at 17
the kitchen table, the doubts seeped back. How well did she 18
really know Kevin? Not well at all. Even back when they’d 19
been married, there’d been a wall between them. A few weeks 20
ago, when she’d tried to reach him, he too had been out of 21
town. She tried to think back, to figure out what day she’d made 22
that call.
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to do. It was a question of matching dates and times. That was 25
how you started.
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Upstairs, Callie sat down at her desk and turned on the com-27
puter. After signing on to AOL, she pulled up Google. She typed 28
; in the phrase Diane Massey and clicked on the search button. A 29
list of links flashed on the screen. She scanned for obituaries. She 30
had to read through several before finding one where the dates 31
were clear. Diane’s body had been found on April 18. She’d been 32
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April 16 — Easter (Merritt)
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April 26 — Melanie attacked (New York) 4
May 14 — Anna kidnapped (Merritt)
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dinner party. She thought back, trying to remember exactly what 9
day that was. It had been a hectic week, she recalled. Rick had 10
gone out of town. She’d been on her own on Wednesday night, 11
right before the party. She must have done the shopping on Tues-12
day. Monday would have been too early.
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Scanning the Filofax pages, she realized how overwhelmed she’d 14
been. On April 23, she’d gone to New York, a week later, to Maine.
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It came to her that she’d called Kevin the same day Rick got home.
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That must have been on April 11. She felt a sudden shiver. Kevin 17
had been out of town near the time Diane was killed.
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But why would Kevin kill Diane? That just didn’t make sense.
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She flipped ahead another few pages to April 26, the night that 20
Melanie was attacked, the night before her dinner party. In blue 21
ink, she’d scrawled Rick to Springfield. He’d had that in-service 22
training thing.
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