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'Theydidn't,'Ipointedoutobviously,smiling.
'Butwon'tyoupleaseexplainwhy?'Lynniesaid.Whydidyouwantmetogiveyouawaylikethat?'
'Severalreasons.OnewastomakeDavesafer.'
'Idon'tseehow,'Euniceobjected.
'BylettingOffenknowandthroughhimtheClives,thatwecouldprovetheCliveswereinEnglandandbesidetheThamesonthedayofDave'saccident.Murderbyaccidentisonlyagoodideaaslongasthere'snoapparentmotiveandthemurderershavenoapparentconnectionwiththevictim.We'veshownthemthatweknowtheirmotiveandtheirconnection,andtheymustnowbeawarethatifDavewerekilledtheywouldbethefirstsuspects.Thismakesitlesslikelytheywilltryagain.'
'Crikey,'Lynniesaid.'Goon.'
'WhenWaltandIwenttoOrpheusFarmthismorningsayingweweremakingasurveyfornewfireprecautions,Offenwasn'tworried.Hedidn'tknowmefromAdamthen,ofcourse.Itwasbeforeyoushowedhimmyphotograph.Butheshowednoanxietyatallabouttwostrangersturninguponapretextthathedidn'tevenbothertocheck.Noneoftheedginessonemighthaveexpectedifhe'djusthadonestolenhorsepinchedbackfromhim,andwasinpossessionoftwoothersstandinginhisbarn.Ididn'tlikeit.Itdidn'tfeelright.'
'Hehasn'tgotthem,'Eunicesaidwithrelief.'Iwa.s.sureitcouldn'tpossiblyberightthatCulhamOffenwouldstealhorses.Imean,he'srespected.'
WaltandIexchangedaglanceofbarelyperceptibleamus.e.m.e.nt.Toberespectedwasthebestcoverintheworldforfraud.Fraud,infact,couldrarelyexistwithout.i.t.
'So,'Isaid,'Ithought.i.twouldbehelpfulifheknewforcertainthatIwasespeciallyinterestedinMoviemakerandCentigrade,andthatIwasn'tinfireinsurance,butwasthemanhehadtothankforlosingChrysalis.WhenIwentback,afteryoutwohadleft,hestillwasn'tworried.Onthecontrary,hewasenjoyingthesituation.ItamusedhimenormouslytothinkthatIbelievedIwasfoolinghim.IaskedhimalotofquestionsaboutthesecurityprecautionssurroundingMoviemakerandCentigrade,andhewa.s.stillcompletelyuntroubled.So,'Ipaused,'it'snowquiteclearthatthetwohorsesstandinginhisbarncalledMoviemakerandCentigradeareinactualfactexactlywhathesays;MoviemakerandCentigrade.Heisn'tworriedaboutsnoopers,heisn'tworriedaboutmemakingclumsypreparationstostealthem.Hemustthereforebeconfidentthatanylegalproceedingswillprovethehorsestobetheoneshesaystheyare.He'dambushmeifItriedtostealthem,andhavemeinrealdeeptrouble,whichwouldbetohimsomesmallcompensationforlosingChrysalis.'
Waltnoddedbriefly.
Eunicesaidobstinately,'Ithinkitonlyprovesthatyou'rebarkingupthewrongd.a.m.ntree.Heisn'tworriedsimplybecauseheisn'tguiltyofanything.'
'Youlikedhim?'
'Yes,'shesaid.'Hewasb.l.o.o.d.ysweet.'
Lynnienodded.'Ithoughtsotoo.'
'Whatdidhesaywhenyoushowedhimthephotographs?'
'Hejustglancedatthematfirst,'Lynniesaid.'Andthenhetookthemovertothewindow.Andthenheaskedmewhohadtakenthem,andwhere,andwhen.SoItoldhimaboutthedayontheriverandaboutyouandDavegoingundertheweir...'
AtthesideofmyvisionEunicegavemeanI-told-you-sosmile.
'...andhesaidoneortwonicethingsaboutyou,'Lynniefinished.'SoItoldhimyoucameoverheretolookforChrysalis,andsomehoworotheryoufoundhim.'
'Heaskedwhereyoufoundhim,'Eunicenodded.'Butwedidn'tknow.IsaidyouwerenowtryingtofindAllyx,anditcertainlydidn'tworryhim.I'msureyoumustbewrong.'
Ismiledather.Shedidn'twantthehorsefound,andasa.n.a.llyshewasasreliableasthiniceonasunnyday.Ididn'tintendtotellheranythinginfuturewhichIwasn'tpreparedtohavepa.s.sedontoOffen.Likemostlawabidingcitizensshehadnotgraspedthatacriminalminddidn'tshow,thatanendearingsocialmannercouldco-existwithfraudandmurder.'Suchaniceman,'theneighbourssayinbewilderment,whenMrSmith'sgardenisfoundtobecloggedwiththrottledladies.'Alwayssopleasant.'
Eunice,propelledbyastrongsemi-consciouswishforhimnottohaveAllyx,mighttellOffenanything,simplybecauseshecouldn'tvisualizea'sweet'manbeingdeadly.Shemightalsotellhimanythingpropelledbythesameimpulsewhichhadmadeherpointagunatme.
'Let'shavedinner,'Isuggested;andEuniceandLynniewentawaytofreshenup.
Waltlookedatmethoughtfully,thenraisedhiseyebrows.
Inodded.'Iputabugontheundersideofhisdesk,twofeetfromthetelephone.IwaslatebackbecauseIwaslistening.HecalledYolaandtoldheraboutmyvisitb.u.t.therewasn'tmuchelse.Ileftthesethidden,andcamebackhere.'
'Doyoumeanit,thatthosetwohorsesreallyareMoviemakerandCentigrade?'
'Sure.Heboughtthem,remember.Openly.Atbloodstocksales.Andobviouslyhe'skeptthem.Isupposehenevercouldbecertainthatsomeex-ownerwouldturnupforavisit.Thosehorseswillhavebeentattooedinsidetheirmouthswithanident.i.tynumberwhentheyfirstbegantorace.Theyhavetobe,overhere,don'tthey?It'llbequiteeasytoestablishthatthey'retherighttwo.'
'Youdon'tthinkMrsTeller'sright...thatheneverhadShowmanandAllyxafterall?'
'I'llplayyouhiscalltoYolasometime.HehadtheforesighttowhiskthosehorsesawayfromOrpheuswhenwegotChrysalis.Hewasmoreorlesswaitingforsomethinglikeourvisitthismorning.NofliesonCulhamJames,I'mafraid.ErWalt,didyougiveEuniceandLynnieanydetailsaboutourjauntintheTetons?'
Helookeduncomfortable.'Iwasannoyedwithyou.'
'Whatexactlydidyoutellthem?'
'Notmuch.1washorrifiedatLynniehavingshownOffenthatpictureoftheClives,andwhenMrsTellersaidyou'dplanneditIsaidyoumustbemad,they'dtriedtokillyouoncealready.'
'Andyoutoldthemhow?'
Henodded,notmeetingmyeyes.
'Didyoutellthemaboutthebugsandthewirelessset?'
'No.'
'It'simportant,Walt.'
Helookedup.'Ididn'tmentionthem.'
Irelaxed.'Howaboutourmountainwalk?'
'Nodetails.'
'Place?'
'I'mprettysureImentionedtheTetons.'
Nothingtherethatwouldhurt.
'HowmuchdidyousayaboutShowmanandAllyx?'
'Itoldthemthatyou'dworkedoutthroughthestudbooksthatOffenmusthavethem.'
'Didyousaythewords"UncleBark"?'
Heshookhishead.'I'dforgottenaboutthat.'
Isighed.'Walt.MrsTellerdoesn'twantAllyxfoundanymorethanshewantedChrysalis.Let'snotentrustthestateofthenationtotheIndians.'
Heflushedalittleandcompressedhismouth.EuniceandLynniecamebackshortlyafter,and,thoughweallfourhaddinnertogetheritprovedataciturnandnotover-friendlyaffair.
Waltrodeuptomyroomforaconferenceafterthecoffee.
'Howdowefindthem?'hesaid,comingbluntlytothepointandeasinghimselfsimultaneouslyintotheonlyarmchair.
'They'vemadeusagiftofthem,inoneway,'Isaidthoughtfully.'WecansendabunchoflawyersintoqueryMoviemakerandCentigrade'sident.i.ty,andget.i.testablishedbeyonddoubtthatthetwoOffenshowedusareinfactthosetwohorses.He'llbekeenforthemtodoit:andoncehe'sdoneit,he'llbestuckwiththem.Wewillmeanwhiledoanotherlittlevanis.h.i.+ngtrickwiththeothertwoandstartourownidentificationparadeonourground.OncetheyareestablishedasAllyxandShowman,Offencannotpossiblyclaimthemback.'
'Twoobjections,'Waltsaid.'Wedon'tknowwhereAllyxandShowmanare.Andifwefindthem,whynotgetlawyersintotheactrightaway?Whygotoallthedangerandtroubleoftakingthem?'
'SameasChrysalis.'Ipointedout.'Thefirstsignofanyrealtrouble,andthey'dbeshot.It'snotillegaltokillahorseandwhiskitsmartlyofftothedogfoodpeople.Andvastlymoredifficulttoidentifyadeadone.Impossible,I'dalmostsay,forthedegreeofcertaintyweneedhere.'
'Evenifwetakethem,andestablishtheirident.i.ty,andeverythinggoessmoothly,Offenwillstillberakinginthosecolossalstudfeesofhalfamilliondollarsayear,becausewe'dneverbeabletoprovethatforthepasttenyearsShowmanhasbeensiringeveryfoalthat'sdowninthebookasMoviemaker's...'
Ismiled.'We'lldosomethingaboutthat,oncewe'vesortedouttherest.'
'Whichbringsusbacktosquareone,'Waltsaidflatly.'Wheretheh.e.l.ldowestart?'
Iperchedonthewindowsillandlookeddownsidewaysintothebrightlylitcarpark.Colouredbulbsonthefaceofthemotelraisedrainbows.h.i.+mmersonglossyhardtopsandstruckmeasadeeplymelancholycommentaryonhumanachievement.YetIwouldn'thavewantedtolivewithoutcarsorelectricity...ifI'dwantedtolive.Myroomwasonlytwofloorsup,withnoneabove.Tooneartheground.I'dknownofawomanwho'djumpedfromfiveandbungledit.Agunwasbetter...'Well?'Waltsaidinsistently.
'I'msorry...?'Isaidvaguely,turningmyheadbacktohim.'Wheredowelook?'
'Oh...yes.'
'Ontheranch?'
'Verydoubtful,don'tyouthink?Theymustknowthat'sthefirstplacewe'dthinkof.'
'There'salotoflandthere,'hesaid.'Andalotofhorsestolosethemin.'
Ishookmyhead.'They'dhavetokeeptheminapaddockclosetothehouse.AlltherestoftheranchiswellnamedRockyMountains,andtheycouldn'tturnthemlooseforfearofthembreakingaleg.We'dbettercheck,though.'Istaredun-seeinglyatthecarpet.'ButIguessthehorsesarewithMatt.OffenisatOrpheusFarm,andYolaistiedtotheranchseeingtoaboutthirtyguests,sowhere'sMatt?'
'Whereindeed,'Waltsaidgloomily.
'HeandYoladon'tspendtheirwintersontheranchbecausethevalleyisblockedbysnow.Shetoldmethattheygosouth...OnoneofthosetelephonecallsshetoldOffentheycouldn'tkeepChrysalisataplacecalledPitts,becauseitwasn'tsuitable.b.u.t.thatwaswhentheydidn'tknowwewereafterthem...whenitwasn'tanemergency.'
'SosomewheresouthoftheTetonswefindthisPitts,andMattandthehorseswillbewaitingforus?'
'Yeah.'Ismiledbriefly.'Soundstooeasy.'
'Easy!'Waltsaid.
'Theymustleaveaforwardingaddressformail,'Ipointedout.'Theyliveaconventionallaw-abidinglifewithalongstandingbusinesstogivethemobviouslegalmeansofsupport.TheremustbedozensofpeopleinJacksonwhoknowtheirwinteraddress.'
'Ourb.u.t.tressagentcouldgetthat,then.Firstthinginthemorning.'
'Fine.'
Waltleveredhimselfoutofthearmchairandhesitated.
'Comealongtomyroom,'hesaid.'I'vegotabottle.'
Iwasn'tsurethatIwantedto,buthesmiledsuddenly,wipingoutallresentments,andonedidn'tkickthatsortofolivebranchintheteeth.
'Begladto,'Isaid.
Thesmilewentdeeperandlastedalongthepa.s.sagetohisroom,whichwasalmostidenticaltomine.Thewindowlookedoutonthesamecarsfromaslightlydifferentangle,andhehadtwoarmchairsinsteadofone.TherewasabottleofOldGrandadonaroundtraywithgla.s.sesandawaterjug,andonhisbedsidetablestoodaleatherframedphotograph.Ipickeditupidlywhilehewenttofetchicefromthemachinealongthepa.s.sage.Waltwithhisfamily.Agoodlookingwoman,aplaingirlinherearlyteens,athinboyofaboutten:allfourofthemsmilingcheerfullyintothelens.HecamebackasIwasputtingthemdown.
'I'msorryaboutthepicnic,'Isaid.
'Nextweekwilldojustaswell,'hesaid.'We'vegotthewholeofthesummer,Iguess.'
Wesatinthearmchairs,drinkingslowly.Ididn'tlikebourbonmuch;b.u.t.thatwasn'tthepoint.Hetalkedcasuallyaboutthesplit-levelranch-typehousethey'dmovedintotheyearbefore,andhowhisdaughtergotalongjustfinewiththefolksnextdoor,andhowthey'dhadtroublewiththeboy'shealth,he'dhadrheumaticfever...
'Howaboutyourownfuture,withb.u.t.tressLife?'Iasked.
'I'vegottenaboutas.h.i.+ghasI'llget,'hesaidwithsurprisinghonesty.'There'sonlyonemorestepupthatIreallywant,andthat'stochiefinvestigator,claimsdivision,andthat'llcomealongnextyearwhenthepresentguyretires.'
Hepouredmoredrinks,rubbedhisthumbslowlyovertheroundfingertips,andsaidAmyandthekidswereaskinghimforapoolintheirbackyard,andthatAmy'smotherwasaproblemsinceAmy'sfatherdiedlastfall,andthathehadn'tcaughtasingleballgamelastseason,he'dbeenthatbusy...
Wesatformorethananhourwithoutmentioningthehorsesonce.HeyawnedfinallyandIuncurledmyselffromthesoftchair,puttingdownthethirdtimeemptygla.s.s.Hesaidgoodnightsleepilywitheasyfriendlinessand,forthefirsttimesinceI'dknownhim,withouttension.Backinmyownroom,undressing,Iwonderedhowlongitwouldlast.UntilImadethenextunpopularsuggestion,Isupposed.Ididn'tknowwhethertoenvyhimhisenclosingdomesticityortofeelstifledbyit.
IdidknowthatIlikedhimbothasamanandasaworkingcompanion,moodsandall.
Theb.u.t.tressLifeagentinJacksoncamethroughwiththedives'winteraddresswithintwentyminutesofWaltcallinghim:40159PittsvilleBoulevard,LasVegas,Nevada.
IrememberedYola'ssmileatthethoughtofwinter.LasVegas.e.xplainedit.Yolalikedtogamble.
'Whatnow?'Waltsaid.
'I'llgoonoutthereandtakealook.'
'Alone?'Therewasacertainamountofanxietyinhisvoice,whichIinterpretedasadesirenottobeleftinSantaBarbarawithEunice.
'Weneedyouhere,'Isaidplacatingly.'Anddon'ttellherwhereI'vegone.'
Hegavemeasharpglance.'Iwon't.'
WedroveinthehiredcarouttoOrpheusFarm,whereIshowedhimwhereI'dhiddentheradiotaperecorderbetweenthreerocks,withitsaerialstickingupthroughthebranchesofascrubbybush.Thenearestneatlyrailedpaddockwasonlyfeetaway;thehouse,aboutfourhundredyards.Wepickeduptheradioandparkedashortdistancedowntheroad.
'Supposingheseesus?'Waltsaid,watchingmewindbackthereel.
'He'llonlythinkwe'rewatchingthefarmroutine,toknowwhentopinchMoviemaker.Theradiowillpickupthebuginhisofficefromatleastaquartermile,but.i.tgetsfainterafterthat.Ithastoworkontheair-vibrationsystem.Notsuchgoodamplificationaselectricity.Doyoueverusethem?'
'Bugs?'Heshookhishead.'Notoften.Cameraswithtelescopiclensesarebetter.Catchtheclaimantswalkingaroundontheirparalysedlegs.'Satisfactionechoedinhisvoice.Likeme,aroguehuntertothebone.
Smilingtomyself,Iswitchedon.Cuttinginandout,CulhamJames'variousconversationsfilledthreequartersofanhouroftapetime,butnothinghesaidwasofanyusetous.Irewoundthereelsagainandweputtheradioinamongtherocks,Waltagreeingthathewouldcomebackaftersunsetandlistentotheday'stake.
HedrovemethentotheLosAngelesairport,whereIhoppedaplanetoLasVegas,arrivingmidafternoon.Thedesertheathitlikeagustfromanovenwhentheyopenedtheplanedoors,andfromanearbybuildingtheusuallightednumbersproclaimedtothepopulacethatintheshade,iftheycouldfindany,itwouldbe108.
Theair-conditioningattheedgeoftownmotelIbookedintowasturningitselfinsideoutunderthestrain,andtheHertzmanwhopresentlytookmymoneyadmittedthatthiswasalittleoldheatwave,surething.Hadtoexpectthem,inJuly.TheinconspicuousPontiachehiredmewasthistime,however,acooledone.Idrovearoundforawhiletogetmybearings,andthentookalookatPittsvilleBoulevard.