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Chapter 97
Even with afirm plan, a lot could go wrong. That goes for any plan that involves humans. My biggest problem was controlling my emotions. I couldn’t believe I’d fallen for Bobby’s act. Now that I realized he was a killer, it would take all my self-control not to let that slip too early.
The weather was the best I’d experienced since coming to DC. Everyone was smiling as the sun shone in the sky and the temperature was a comfortable 70 degrees. If I hadn’t been doing such serious work, I would’ve gladly been swept up in the good cheer.
I’d chosen the Lincoln Memorial for several reasons. The monument’s solemn nature was almost calming, with Abraham Lincoln cast as a marble giant. The forty-four-foot columns all around the interior put into perspective the extent of Lincoln’s contribution to history. At the same time, it made the viewer feel small. I’m not sure if that was the effect the designer had intended. I took a minute to read through the Gettysburg Address, etched into the wall. Then I turned and got ready to work.
I sat down on the top step of the descending stairs. There were about two dozen people milling around, several sitting on the ascending side of the stairs.
Everything seemed to be in place. I took a deep breath and tried to clear my head. Surprisingly, my fingers shook a little bit from nerves. I had Emily’s phone in my hand. She had given a list of passwords to her sister in case of emergency. Thank God, because there was no way I would have gotten into this iPhone otherwise. I brought up Bobby’s contact information. I imagined he was still at the FBI field office. I sent a simple text: Be at the Lincoln Memorial in twenty minutes or this phone and other evidence goes public. I’m sure we can work this out.
Almost immediately Emily’s phone rang. Bobby was trying to reach me. I let it go to voicemail. I knew how this had to be playing out in his mind. He was going crazy trying to figure out who had just texted him. He also had to worry about how someone had gotten the phone.
That was one of the reasons I had given him such a short time frame. I didn’t want him to be able to check his apartment or make any phone calls. By setting the meeting for twenty minutes out, I knew Bobby had to jump into his car immediately and race over here.
A text came across Emily’s phone. It was Bobby asking, Who is this?
I texted him back: Nineteen minutes.
