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"Theo then," Val said. She forced a smile. What now? The last time she had talked to this man it had thrown her life for a loop. She found herself building a resentment for Gabe that was usually reserved for relationships that were years old.
Theo cleared his throat. "Uh, can we go on the doctor-patient confidentiality plan again, Doctor?"
Val nodded to Gabe, "That usually implies a session. Not dinner. "
"Okay, then, don't say anything, but Joseph Leander killed his wife. "
Val didn't say, "Wow. " Almost, but she didn't. "And you know this because. . . "
"Because he told me so," Theo said. "He gave her tea made from foxglove. Evidently, it can cause heart failure and is almost undetectable. Then he hung her in the dining room. "
"So you've arrested him?"
"No, I don't know where he is. "
"But you've put a warrant out for his arrest or whatever it is that you do?
"No, I'm not sure that I'm still the constable. "
Gabe broke in. "We've been talking about it, Val. I say that Theo is an elected official, and therefore the only way he can lose his job is through impeachment, even if his immediate superior tries to kill him. What do you think?"
"Kill him?"
"Smooth," Theo said, grinning at Gabe.
"Oh, maybe you should tell her about the crank lab and stuff, Theo. "
And so Theo explained, telling the story of his kidnapping, the drug lab, Joseph Leander's disappearance, and Molly Michon setting him free, but leaving out any theories he had about a giant creature. During the telling, they ordered (fried chicken for Theo and Gabe, a Greek salad for Val) and were halfway through dinner before Theo stopped talking.
Val stared at her salad and silence washed over the table. If there was going to be a murder investigation, she could be found out. And if they found out what she had done to her patients, her career was over. She might even go to jail. It wasn't fair, she really had tried to do the right thing for once. She resisted the urge to blurt out a confession - to throw herself on the mercy of a court born of sheer paranoia. Instead she raised her eyes to Gabe, who took the signal to break the silence.
Gabe said, "And I still don't know the significance of the low serotonin levels in the rats' brains. "
"Huh?" said not only Val and Theo, but the waitress, Jenny, who had been eavesdropping from the next table and joined the confusion at Gabe's non sequitur.
"Sorry," Gabe said to Val. "I thought you might have a take on the brain chemistry of those rats I had tested. You said you were interested. "
"And I am," Val said, lying through her teeth, "but I'm a little overwhelmed by the news about Bess Leander. "
"Right, anyway, the group of rats that didn't take part in the mass migration all had unusually low levels of serotonin. The brain chemistry of the larger group, the group that ran, was all in normal ranges. So I'm thinking that. . . "
"They were depressed," Val said.
"Pardon me?" Gabe said.
"Of course they're depressed, they're rats," Theo said.
Gabe glared at him.
"Well, imagine waking up to that every morning," Theo continued. "'Oh, it's a great day, crap, I'm still a rat. Never mind. '"
"Well, I don't know about rats," Val said, "but serotonin levels in humans affect a lot of different things, predominantly mood. Low levels of serotonin can indicate depression. That's how Prozac works. It basically keeps sero-tonin in the brain to keep the patient from getting depressed. So maybe Gabe's rats were too depressed to run. "
Gabe stroked his beard. "I never thought of that. But it doesn't help that much. It doesn't tell me why the majority of the rats did run. "
"Well, duh, Gabe," Theo said. "It's the fucking monster. "
"What?" Val said.
"What?" said Jenny, who was lingering nearby.
"Can we get some dessert menus?" Gabe asked, sending Jenny backing across the restaurant.
"Monster?" Val said.
"Maybe you'd better explain, Gabe," Theo said. "I think your scientific skepticism will make it sound more credible. "
Val's jaw dropped visibly as she listened to Gabe talk about the tracks at the ranch, the mutilated cattle, and Theo's theory for the disappearances of Joseph Leander, Mikey Plotznik, and perhaps Les from the hardware store. When Gabe brought up Molly Michon, Val stopped him.
"You can't believe what she tells you. Molly is a very disturbed woman. "
"She didn't tell me anything," Theo said. "I just think she knows something about all this. "
Val wanted to call up Theo's drug history to sweep the story aside, then she remembered what Estelle Boyet had told her in therapy. "I'm not going to say who, but one of my patients mentioned a sea monster in session. "
Gabe asked. "Who?"
"I can't say," Val said.
"Estelle Boyet," Jenny said as she came up to get the dessert order.
"Damn," Val said. "I wasn't the one who told you," she said to Theo.
"Well, she was talking about it over breakfast with that Catfish guy," Jenny added.
"No dessert," Val snapped at Jenny.
"I'll bring the check. "
"So Estelle has seen it?" Theo asked.
"No, she says she's heard it. She's not the type to propagate a hoax, but I wouldn't put it past Molly Michon. Perhaps that's where the rumor started. I can ask Estelle. "
"Do that," Theo said. "But it's not a hoax. My car is smashed. That's evidence. I'm going to Molly's tonight and wait for her. The door was unlocked when I checked earlier and I can't go home. "
"You think it's that dangerous?" Val asked.
"I know it is. " Theo stood and started to pull some bills from his pocket. Gabe waved him off. Theo said, "Doctor, can you give Gabe a ride?"
"Sure, but. . . "
"Thanks," Theo said. "I'll call you, Gabe. Thanks for letting me join you, Doctor. I thought you'd want to know about Bess. I'm afraid I've ruined your date. "
I'll say, Val thought as she watched Theo leave the restaurant. A sense of alert exhaustion washed over her like an espresso fog bank.
"He just quit smoking pot," Gabe said. "He's feeling the stress. "
"He has a right to. You don't believe any of that stuff about a monster, do you?"
"I have some theories. "
"Would you like to come up to the house and explain them over a bottle of wine?"
"Really? I mean, sure, that would be nice. "
"Good," Val said. "I think I need to get hammered
and I'd like your company. " Had she used the term "hammered" since college? She didn't think so.
"I'll get the check," Gabe said.
"Of course you will. "
"I hope you don't mind having a dog in your car," Gabe said.
I'm not slumming, she thought. I've moved to the slums.
