بخش 02 - فصل 09

9

Brady shuts down the Zappit and looks up at Babineau with a wide smile. “Got her,” he says. His words are clear, not the slightest bit mushy. “Let’s see how Hodges and the Harvard jungle bunny like that.”

Babineau has a good idea who she is, and he supposes he should care, but he doesn’t. What he cares about is his own skin. How did he ever allow Brady to pull him into this? When did he stop having a choice?

“It’s Hodges I’m here about. I’m quite sure he’s on his way right now. To see you.”

“Hodges has been here many times,” Brady says, although it’s true the old Det.-Ret. hasn’t been around for awhile. “He never gets past the catatonic act.”

“He’s started putting things together. He’s not stupid, you said as much yourself. Did he know Z-Boy when he was just Brooks? He must have seen him around here when he came to visit you.”

“No idea.” Brady is wrung out, sated. What he really wants now is to savor the death of the Robinson girl, then take a nap. There is a lot to be done, great things are afoot, but at the moment he needs rest.

“He can’t see you like this,” Babineau says. “Your skin is flushed and you’re covered with sweat. You look like someone who just ran the City Marathon.”

“Then keep him out. You can do that. You’re the doctor and he’s just another half-bald buzzard on Social Security. These days he doesn’t even have the legal authority to ticket a car at an expired parking meter.” Brady’s wondering how the nigger lawnboy will take the news. Jerome. Will he cry? Will he sink to his knees? Will he rend his garments and beat his breast?

Will he blame Hodges? Unlikely, but that would be best. That would be wonderful.

“All right,” Babineau says. “Yes, you’re right, I can do that.” He’s talking to himself as much as to the man who was supposed to be his guinea pig. That turned out to be quite the joke, didn’t it? “For now, at least. But he must still have friends on the police, you know. Probably lots of them.”

“I’m not afraid of them, and I’m not afraid of him. I just don’t want to see him. At least, not now.” Brady smiles. “After he finds out about the girl. Then I’ll want to see him. Now get out of here.”

Babineau, who is at last beginning to understand who is the boss, leaves Brady’s room. As always, it’s a relief to do that as himself. Because every time he comes back to Babineau after being Dr. Z, there’s a little less Babineau to come back to.