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“Been talking to Special Agent Murdock?”
“No. My wife’s friend works at Cutter’s.”
“So you have a direct line into the place?”
Dobkin shifted uneasily in his chair. “Wouldn’t go that far.”
“So how’s the investigation coming?”
“FBI is being characteristically tight with developments.”
“What did you want to see me about?”
“Couple of things. In addition to the phone message your partner left him, Bergin received one phone call about the time he left Gray’s Lodge last night. And made one as well.”
“Who called him and who did he call?” Michelle knew the answer to the first question but not the last.
“The one he received was from a Megan Riley. Virginia number.”
“That’s his associate.” Michelle said nothing about the woman being less than an hour away at Martha’s Inn. “And who did he call?”
“Cutter’s Rock confirming his appointment the next morning.”
“That’s strange, since he was there earlier. You’d think he would have just confirmed it then.”
“Maybe he’s a belt-and-suspenders kind of guy. Or at least he was,” amended Dobkin.
“Cutter’s Rock. What do you know about it?”
“It’s Federal. It’s escapeproof. Really bad dudes are kept there.”
She feigned a smile. “Yeah, those salient points I got. Edgar Roy looked like he was a zombie. They include drugging folks up there in their daily health planner?”
“Think that would be against the law, unless some medico ordered it.”
“They have docs there, right? Who maybe will order whatever is needed?”
“I suppose, yeah. But they do some of that tele-health stuff too.”
“Tele-health?”
“So they don’t have to transport prisoners back and forth. Docs can look at them via computer with health techs on-site. Look down a throat with a little camera, take vitals, stuff like that. Same with court appearances that don’t require personal appearances. All done via computer hookup. Transportation scenarios are where escapes are most likely to happen.”
“Edgar Roy doesn’t look like he could escape even if they gave him the key to the place and bus fare.”
“Don’t know anything about that.”
“Anything else?”
“Not really, no.”
Michelle eyed him evenly. “You could’ve told me this on the phone.”
“I like dealing face-to-face.”
“Doesn’t explain why you want to help us.”
“You helped my men. Returning the favor.”
