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“I may not have a choice,” noted Gibson.
“Well, that would be unfortunate.”
“Is that a threat?” demanded Gibson.
“No, Mickey, it’s just me thinking out loud. What did your father say?”
“How do you know I talked to my father?”
“I just assumed you had. He was a cop in Jersey right around the time that Langhorne turned on the mob.”
“So you know all that?”
“I told you I had educated myself. So what did he say?”
“He gave me some useful info and told me to keep the hell away from all of this.”
“Okay. So what will you do now?”
“I’m not sure I’m going to do anything. The police are handling this. And it could be dangerous.”
“You were a cop.Dangerwas part of thejob. I hope you haven’t forgotten that.”
Gibson thought she could detect a bit of resentment in Clarisse’s tone and wondered where that might be coming from.
“I didn’t have two little kids back then.”
“But you want to be part of that investigation, surely?”
“Why?” said Gibson.
“Because sitting behind a computer looking for assets to seize has gotten boring and you miss your old life.”
“Nice guess.”
“I never guess. And I don’t deduce, either. I gather evidence, develop theories, and draw conclusions, like Sherlock Holmes. I hate that Conan Doyle got deduction and induction mixed up, don’t you?”
“Never really thought about it.” Gibson rubbed her temples. She could feel one helluva migraine coming on.
“And you were a good cop and detective, right?”
“I’d like to think so.”
“But then you switched careers. Threw all that away.”
“I didn’tthrowanything away,” Gibson snapped. “I hadkids. And I’m a single mom! Not that I have to justify anything to you about my life decisions.”
“Okay, fine. How is ProEye treating you? I hear they’re good to work for.”
“Things are fine,” said Gibson in a calmer tone.Do not let her wind you up, because that is clearly what she wants.
“Really?” she said incredulously.
The way she said it, Gibson was sure she knew all about her call with Zeb Brown.
One or both of our phone lines have been breached.
“Yes, really.”
