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Finally, I asked the one question that had been on my mind. “Will the US see any other fake attacks?”
“Not from Russia. Who knows what others have in mind. It’s too easy to bend public opinion. Why should a government make a good-faith effort to do the right thing about terrorism or any other hot-button issue, when one incident like the attack on the parade will galvanize the population?”
“What about you? Are you going to stay in New York?”
“For a while. I like it here. I’m starting to understand American police politics and I am certain there will be more incidents where we all have to cooperate.”
“I’m afraid of the same thing.”
Darya surprised me when she reached across the small table and grasped both of my hands. “I am your friend, Michael. In time, I hope you learn to trust me. I think we could each help the other in a number of ways.”
I couldn’t deny the logic, but wasn’t sure I grasped her entire meaning.
She released my hands and stood up. I immediately stood as well. She stepped toward me, rose up on her tiptoes, and kissed me on the cheek. Then she whispered in my ear, “We’ll meet again.”
Then she was gone.
Chapter 34
THREE NIGHTS AFTER Temir Marat was killed, I sat in the only safe place I knew in the entire world. In my living room with Mary Catherine, nine of my kids, and my grandfather.
Mary Catherine was snuggled in next to me on the couch, with Chrissy and Shawna tucked in on the other side of me. The older kids all sat on the carpet as we watched the Jets on Thursday Night Football. It was a game against the Dolphins in Miami and every camera shot between commercials showed people walking along the beach in shorts. It just didn’t feel right to a New Yorker.
Before the game, I had watched the news, where everyone was reporting the attack on the parade as just another terror incident. They went on to say the terrorist was shot by “authorities.” Reporters made it a point to say the suspect acted alone.
That seemed to put an end to the terror attack that had rocked the city. Even Ricky said, “So you solved another one, huh, Dad?”
“Solve isn’t the word I’d use. We cleared the case. That’ll have to do.”
Eddie said, “It’s got people on their guard now.”
I smiled. “For now, but people forget. Always. It’s got to be one of the fundamental laws of the universe.”
Mary Catherine said, “You really think the attack will be forgotten?”
“Not totally, but no one will think twice about next year’s parade. That’s how these things always go. People talk about never forgetting, but they forget remarkably fast. The Freedom Tower is a good reminder, but you have to be in lower Manhattan to see it.”
Shawna looked up at me. “We’ll still go to the parade next year, won’t we?”
Jane chimed in. “We have to, otherwise the terrorists win.”
I didn’t know if she was serious or joking.
Shawna still stared up at me. “Can we go?”
I smiled. “Of course we’ll go. That’s our thing. Your mom loved it. In a way, we’re honoring her memory. St. Patrick’s and Macy’s are two parades we won’t ever miss.”
There were smiles and cheers all around. Mary Catherine hugged me, then kissed me on the lips.
