n he stepped on a land mine。 Death was instantaneous； they said。 They always said that； according to Ray。 Mitch wiped a small tear and stood staring at the length of the Wall。 He thought of the fifty…eight thousand families who had been told that death was instantaneous and no one suffered over there。
〃Mitch； they're waiting。〃
He turned and looked at the man in the wheelchair； the only human in sight。 The aviator's glasses stared at the Wall and did not look up。 Mitch glanced around in all directions。
〃Relax； Mitch。 We've got the place sealed off。 They're not watching。〃
〃And who are you？〃 Mitch asked。
〃Just one of the gang。 You need to trust us； Mitch。 The Director has important words； words that could save your life。〃
〃Where is he？〃
The man in the wheelchair turned his head and looked down the sidewalk。 〃Start walking that way。 They'll find you。〃
Mitch stared for a moment longer at his brother's name and walked behind the wheelchair。 He walked past the statue of the three soldiers。 He walked slowly； waiting； with hands deep in his pockets。 Fifty yards past the monument； Wayne Tarrance stepped from behind a tree and walked beside him。 〃Keep walking；〃 he said。
〃Why am I not surprised to see you here？〃 Mitch said。
〃Just keep walking。 We know of at least two goons from Memphis who were flown in ahead of you。 They're at the same hotel； next door to you。 They did not follow you here。 I think we lost them。〃
〃What the hell's going on； Tarrance？〃
〃You're about to find out。 Keep walking。 But relax； no one is watching you； except for about twenty of our agents。〃
〃Twenty？〃
〃Yeah。 We've got this place sealed off。 We want to make sure those bastards from Memphis don't show up here。 I don't expect them。〃
〃Who are they？〃
〃The Director will explain。〃
〃Why is the Director involved？〃
〃You ask a lot of questions； Mitch。〃
〃And you don't have enough answers。〃
Tarrance pointed to the right。 They left the sidewalk and headed for a heavy concrete bench near a footbridge leading to a small forest。 The water on the pond below was frozen white。
〃Have a seat；〃 Tarrance instructed。 They sat down。 Two men walked across the footbridge。 Mitch immediately recognized the shorter one as Voyles。 F。 Denton Voyles； Director of the FBI under three Presidents。 A tough…talking； heavy…handed crime buster with a reputation for ruthless…ness。
Mitch stood out of respect when they stopped at the bench。 Voyles stuck out a cold hand and stared at Mitch with the same large； round face that was famous around the world。 They shook hands and exchanged names。 Voyles pointed to the bench。 Tarrance and the other agent walked to the footbridge and studied the horizon。 Mitch glanced across the pond and saw two men； undoubtedly agents with their identical black trench coats and close haircuts； standing against a tree a hundred yards away。
Voyles sat close to Mitch； their legs touching。 A brown fedora rested to one side of his large； bald head。 He was at least seventy； but the dark green eyes danced with intensity and missed nothing。 Both men sat still on the cold bench with their hands stuck deep in their overcoats。
〃I appreciate you ing；〃 Voyles started。
〃I didn't feel as though I had a choice。 You folks have been relentless。〃
〃Yes。 It's very important to us。〃
Mitch breathed deeply。 〃Do you have any idea how confused and scared I am。 I'm totally bewildered。 I would like an explanation； sir。〃
〃Mr。 McDeere； can I call you Mitch？〃
〃Sure。 Why not。〃
〃Fine。 Mitch； I am a man of very few words。 And what I'm about to tell you will certainly shock you。 You will be horrified。 You may not believe me。 But I assure you it's all true； and with your help we can save your life。〃
Mitch braced himself and waited。
〃Mitch； no lawyer has ever left your law firm alive。 Three have tried； and they were killed。 Two were about to leave； and they died last summer。 Once a lawyer joins Bendini； Lambert & Locke； he never leaves； unless he retires and keeps his mouth shut。 And by the time they retire； they are a part of the conspiracy and cannot talk。 has an extensive surveillance operation on the fifth floor。 Your house and car are bugged。 Your phones are tapped。 Your desk and office are wired。 Virtually every word you utter is heard and recorded on the fifth floor。 They follow you； and sometimes your wife。 They are here in Washington as we speak。 You see； Mitch； is more than a firm。 It is a division of a very large business； a very profitable business。 A very illegal business。 is not owned by the partners。〃
Mitch turned and watched him closely。 The Director looked at the frozen pond as he spoke。
〃You see； Mitch； the law firm of Bendini； Lambert & Locke is owned by the Morolto crime family in Chicago。 The Mafia。 The Mob。 They call the shots from up there。 And that's why we're here。〃 He touched Mitch firmly on the knee and stared at him from six inches away。 〃It's Mafia； Mitch； and illegal as hell。〃
〃I don't believe it；〃 he said； frozen with fear。 His voice was weak and shrill。
The Director smiled。 〃Yes you do； Mitch。 Yes you do。 You've been suspicious for some time now。 That's why you talked to Abanks in the Caymans。 That's why you hired that sleazy investigator and got him killed by those boys on the fifth floor。 You know stinks； Mitch。〃
Mitch leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees。 He stared at the ground between his shoes。 〃I don't believe it；〃 he mumbled weakly。
〃As far as we can tell； about twenty…five percent of their clients； or I should say your clients； are legitimate。 There are some very good lawyers in that firm； and they do tax and securities work for rich clients。 It's a very good front。 Most of the files you've worked on so far have been legit。 That's how they operate。 They bring in a new rookie； throw money at him； buy the BMW； the house； all that jazz； wine and dine and go to the Caymans； and they work his ass off〃 with what is really legitimate legal stuff。 Real clients。 Real lawyer stuff。 That goes on for a few years； and the rookie doesn't suspect a thing； right？ It's a great firm； great bunch of guys。 Plenty of money。 Hey； everything's wonderful。 Then after five or six years； when the money is really good； when they own your mortgage； when you have a wife and kids and everything is so secure； they drop the bomb and tell the truth。 There's no way out。 It's the Mafia； Mitch。 Those guys don't play games。 They'll kill one of your children or your wife； they don't care。 You're making more money than you could possibly make anywhere else。 You're blackmailed because you've got a family that doesn't mean a damned thing to the Mob； so what do you do； Mitch？ You stay。 You can't leave。 If you stay you make a million and retire young with your family intact。 If you want to leave； you'll wind up with your picture on the wall in the first…floor library。 They're very persuasive。〃
Mitch rubbed his temples and began shivering。
〃Look； Mitch； I know you must have a thousand questions。 Okay。 So I'll just keep talking and tell you what I know。 The five dead lawyers all wanted out after they learned the truth。 We never talked to the first three； because； frankly； we knew nothing about until seven years ago。 They've done an excellent job of staying quiet and leaving no trail。 The first three just wanted out； probably； so they got out。 In coffins。 Hodge and Kozinski were different。 They approached us； and over the course of a year we had several meetings。 They dropped the bomb on Kozinski after he'd been there for seven years。 He told Hodge。 They whispered between themselves for a year。 Kozinski was about to make partner and wanted out before that happened。 So he and Hodge made the fatal decision to get out。 They never suspected the first three were killed； or at least they never mentioned it to us。 We sent Wayne Tarrance to Memphis to bring them in。 Tarrance is an organized…crime specialist from New York。 He and the two were getting real close when that thing happened in the Caymans。 These guys in Memphis are very good； Mitch。 Don't ever forget that。 They've got the money and they hire the best。 So after Hodge and Kozinski were killed； I made the decision to get 。 If we can bust that firm； we can indict every significant member of the Morolto family。 There could be over five hundred indictments。 Tax evasion； laundering； racketeering； just whatever you want。 It could destroy the Morolto family； and that would be the single most devastating blow to organized crime in the past thirty years。 And； Mitch； it's all in the files at the quiet little Bendini firm in Memphis。〃
〃Why Memphis？〃
〃Ah； good question。 Who would suspect a small firm in Memphis； Tennessee？ There's no mob activity down there。 It's a quiet； lovely； peaceful city by the river。 It could've been Durham or Topeka or Wichita Falls。 But they chose
Memphis。 It's big enough； though； to hide a forty…man firm。 Perfect choice。〃
〃You mean every partner 。 。 。〃 His words trailed off。
〃Yes； every partner knows and plays by the rules。 We suspect that most of the associates know； but it's hard to tell。 There's so much we don't know； Mitch。 I can