She walked me to the door； and I remembered the car parked near mine。
〃Do you know anybody in the building who drives a dark Taurus？〃 I asked。
She frowned； perplexed。 〃Well； they're rather much all over the place。 But no； I can't think of anyone around me who drives one。〃
〃Possibly there's a police officer who lives in your building and might drive such a car home now and then？〃
〃I know nothing about it if there is。 Don't get too carried away by all those little goblins that will rise up in your head if you let them。 I have a firm belief about not giving a life to things； you know。 The old bit about a self…fulfilled prophecy：〃
〃Well； it's probably nothing； but I just had an odd feel…ing when I saw this person sitting inside a dark car； engine off； lights off；〃 I said。 〃I got the tag number。〃
〃Good for you。〃 Rose patted my back。 〃Why am I not surprised？〃
16
My shoes seemed loud on the stairs as I left Rose's apartment； and I was conscious of my handgun when I went out the door into the cold night。 The car was gone。 I looked around for it as I approached mine。
The parking lot was not well lit。 Bare trees made slight sounds that turned ominous in my mind； and shadows seemed to hide fearful things。 I quickly locked my doors； looking around some more； and called Marino's pager as I drove off。 He called back right away because； of course； he was in uniform on the street without a damn thing to do。
〃Can you run a tag？〃 I said right off when he answered。
〃Lay it on me。〃
I recited it to him。
〃I'm just leaving Rose's apartment；〃 I said； 〃and I have a weird feeling about this car parked out there。〃
Marino almost always took my weird feelings seriously。 I was not one to have them often without justification。 I was a lawyer and a physician。 If anything； I was more inclined to stay inside my clinical； fact…only lawyer's mind and was not given to overreactions and emotional projections。
〃There are other things；〃 I went on。
〃You want me to drop by？〃
〃I sure would。〃
He was waiting in my driveway when I got there； and he awkwardly climbed out of his car because his duty belt got in his way and the shoulder harness he never wore tended to snag him somewhere。
〃Goddamn it！〃 he said； yanking his belt free。 〃I don't know how much more I can stand this。〃 He kicked the door shut。 〃Piece…of…shit car。〃
〃How'd you get here first if it's such a piece…of…shit car？〃 I asked。
〃I was closer than you。 My back's killing me。〃
He continued to plain as we went up the steps and I unlocked the front door。 I was startled by silence。 The alarm light was green。
〃Now that ain't good；〃 Marino said。
〃I know I set it this morning；〃 I said。
〃The housekeeper e？〃 he asked； looking； listening。
〃She always sets it；〃 I said。 〃I've never known her to forget； not once in the two years she's worked for me。〃
〃You stay here；〃 he said。
〃I most certainly will not；〃 I replied； because the last thing I wanted was to wait here alone； and it was never a good idea for two armed people to be nervous and on guard in different areas of the same space。
I reset the alarm and followed him from room to room； watching him open every closet and look behind every shower curtain； drapery and door。 We searched both floors and nothing was the least bit amiss until we went back downstairs； where I noticed the runner in the hallway。 Half of it was vacuumed； while the other wasn't； and in the guest bath right off it； Marie； my housekeeper； had neglected to replace soiled hand towels with fresh ones。
〃She's not absentminded like that；〃 I said。 〃She and her husband are supporting young children on very little and she works harder than anyone I know。〃
〃I hope nobody calls me out；〃 Marino pláined。 〃You got any coffee in this joint？〃
I made a strong pot with the Pilon espresso that Lucy sent me from Miami； and the bright red and yellow bag made me feel hurt again。 Marino and I carried our cups into my office。 I logged onto AOL using Ruffin's address and password and was extremely relieved when I didn't get bumped off。
〃Coast is clear；〃 I announced。
Marino pulled up a chair and looked over my shoulder。 Ruffin had mail。
There were eight messages； and I didn't recognize who any of them were from。
〃What happens if you open them？〃 Marino wanted to know。
〃They'll still be in the box as long as you save them as new；〃 I replied。
〃I mean； can he tell you opened them？〃
〃No。 But the sender can。 The sender can check the status of the mail he sent and see what time it was opened。〃
〃Huh；〃 Marino said with a shrug in his voice。 〃So what？ How many people are gonna check what friggin' time their mail was opened？〃
I didn't answer him as I began to go into Chuck's mail。 Maybe I should have felt frightened by what I was doing； but I was too angry。 Four of the e…mails were from his wife； who had many instructions for him about domestic matters that made Marino laugh。
〃She's got his balls in a box on top of the fireplace；〃 he gleefully said。
The address of the fifth message was MAYFLR； who simply said； 〃Need to talk。〃
〃That's interesting；〃 I mented to Marino。 〃Let's check out mail he might have sent to whoever this Mayflower is。〃
I went into the mail…sent menu and discovered Chuck had been sending e…mail to this person almost daily for the past two weeks。 I quickly scanned through the notes； Marino looking on； and it became obvious in no time that my morgue supervisor was having rendezvous with this person； possibly an affair。
〃I wonder who the hell she is？〃 Marino said。 〃That'd be a nice little bit of leverage to hold over the son of a bitch。〃 〃Not going to be easy to find out；〃 I said。
I quickly signed off； feeling as if I were escaping from a house I'd just burglarized。
〃Let's try Chatplanet〃 I said。
The only reason I was familiar with chat rooms was that on occasion colleagues of mine from around the world used them to meet and ask for help in particularly difficult cases or share information that we might find useful。 1 signed on and downloaded the program and selected a box that made it possible for me to be in the chat room withou~ anybody's seeing me。
I scanned the list of chat rooms and clicked on one called Dear Chief Kay Dr。 Kay herself was in the midst o1 moderating a chat session with sixty…three people。
〃Oh； shit。 Give me a cigarette； Marino；〃 I tensely said：
He shook one out óf the pack and pulled up a chair； sitting next to me while we eavesdropped。
Dear Chief Kay； is it true Elvis died on the toilet and that many people die on the toilet？ I'm a plumber； so you can see why I'm wondering。 Thanks； Interested in Illinois Dear Interested in Illinois； yes； I'm sorry to say that Elvis did die on the toilet and that this isn't unmon because people strain and strain and their heart can't take it。 Elvis's many years of bad eating and pills； I'm sorry to say； finally caught up with him； and he died of cardiac arrest in his luxurious bathroom in Graceland。 And this should be a lesson to all of us。
Dear Chief Kay； why did you decide you'd rather work with dead patients instead of living ones？ Morbid in Montana Dear Morbid in Montana； I don't have much of a bedside manner and don't have M worry how my patient is feeling。 I found out during my medical school days that living patients are a pain in the ass。
〃Holy motherfucking shit；〃 Marino said。
I was incensed and there was nothing I could do about it。 〃You know；〃 Marino said with indignation； 〃I wish people would leave Elvis alone。 I'm tired of hearing about him dying on tire toilet。〃
〃Be quiet； Marino；〃 I said。 〃Please。 I'm trying to think。〃 The session went on and on； all of it awful。 I was tempted to butt into the conversations to tell everyone Dear Chief Kay wasn't me。
〃Any way to find out who Dear Chief Kay really is？〃 Marino asked。
〃If this person is the moderator of the chat room； the answer's no。 He or she can know who everybody else is but not the other way around。〃
Dear Chief Kay； since you know everything there is about anatomy； does that make you more aware of pleasure points； if you know what I mean？ My boyfriend seems bored in bed and sometimes he even falls asleep in the middle of itl Wanna Be Sexy Dear Wanna Be Sexy； is he on any kind of medications that might make him sleepy？ If not； sexy lingerie's not a bad idea。 Women don't do enough anymore to make their men feel important and in charge。
‘That's it！〃 I announced。 〃I'm going to kill him 。 。 。 or her 。 。 。 whoever the hell this Chief Kay is！〃
I jumped out of my chair； so frustrated I didn't know what to do。
〃You don't fuck with my credibility！〃
Fists clenched； I practically racewalked to the great room； where I suddenly stopped and looked around as if I were in some place that I'd never been before。
〃Two can play this game；〃 I said as I returned to my study。
〃But how can two play when you don't even know who Chief Kay number two is？〃 Marino asked。
〃Maybe I can't do anything about that goddamn chat room；