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His reaction is not what I expected. But what did I expect?

“I don’t know,” Wohl said, and then had a thought. He reached under the dash for a microphone.

“Isaac Three, William One.”

“Isaac Three.” It was the voice of Sergeant Francis Holloran, Chief Inspector Coughlin’s driver.

“Tom, check with the Chief and see if Dr. Payne has been notified.”

“She’s here, Inspector.”

“Thank you,” Wohl said, and replaced the microphone. He looked over at Matt.

“I guess I’d better go out there,” Matt said.

“Take the car and as much time as you need,” Wohl said. “I’ll take Martinez with me. Or why don’t you give me the keys to your car, and I’ll have Martinez or somebody bring it out there and swap.”

“I’ll go to the schoolhouse and get my car,” Matt said. “I’m a coward, Peter. I don’t want to go out there at all. With a little bit of luck, maybe I can get myself run over by a bus on my way.”

“Matt, this isn’t your fault.”

Matt shrugged.

“I think I will take the car out there,” he said. “Get it over with. I’ll have it back at the schoolhouse in an hour or so.”

“Take what time you need,” Wohl said. “Is there anything else I can do, Matt?”

“No. But thank you.”

“See me when you come to the schoolhouse.”

Matt nodded.

“I’m really sorry, Matt.”

“Yeah. Thank you.”

They got out of the car and walked to Martinez.

“Are the keys in that?” Matt asked.

“Yeah, why?”

Without replying, Matt walked to the car, got behind the wheel, and started the engine.

Martinez looked at Wohl.

Matt bounced off the curb and, tires chirping, entered the stream of traffic.

“I should have sent you with him,” Wohl thought aloud.

“Sir?”

“Penelope Detweiler overdosed about an hour ago.”

“Madre de Dios!” Martinez said, and crossed himself.

“Yeah,” Wohl said bitterly, then walked back to his car.

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