〃Of course；〃 I said； alarmed。
〃Aunt Kay？〃 Her voice came over the line。
〃Lucy！ What is it？〃 I said。 〃Are you all right？〃
〃I don't know if you heard what happened down here。。。〃
〃I haven't heard anything；〃 I quickly said as Marino stopped what he was doing and stared at me。
〃Our takedown。 It didn't go right； too much to go into； but it went really； really bad。 I had to kill two of them。 Jo got shot。〃
〃Oh； dear God；〃 I said。 〃Please tell me she's all right。〃
〃I don't know；〃 she said with a steadiness that was pletely abnormal。 〃They have her in Jackson Memorial under some other name and I can't call her。 They've got me in isolation because they're afraid the others will try to find us。 Retribution。 The cartel。 All I know is she was bleeding from her head and leg； unconscious when the ambulance got her。〃
Lucy registered no emotion at all。 She sounded like one of the robots or artificial intelligence puters she had programmed at earlier times in her career。
〃I'll get。 。 。〃 I started to say when Agent。Francisco suddenly was back on the line。
〃I know you're going to hear about this on the news； Dr。 Scarpetta； and I wanted to make sure you knew。 Especially that Lucy's not hurt。〃
〃Maybe not physically；〃 I said。
〃I want to tell you exactly what will happen next。〃
〃What will happen next；〃 I interrupted him； 〃is I'm flying down there immediately。 I'll get a private； plane if I have to。〃
〃I'd like to ask you not to do that；〃 he said。 〃Let me explain。 This is a very； very vicious group； and Lucy and Jo know far too much about them； about who some of them are and how they do business。 Within hours of the shooting； we sent a Miami…Dade bomb squad to Lucy and Jo's respective undercover residences and our bomb dog detected pipe bombs wired under each of their cars。〃
I pulled a chair out from Marino's kitchen table and sat down。 I felt weak all over。 My vision was blurred。
〃Are you there？〃 he said。
〃Yes； yes。〃
〃What's happening right now； Dr。 Scacpetta； is MiamiDade is working the cases； just as you might expect； and normally； we'd have a shooting review team on its way in addition to peer support guys…agents who have been involved in critical incidents and are trained to work with other agents going through things like this。 But because of the threat level； we're sending Lucy north； to D。C。； to wherever she's safe。〃
〃Thank you for taking such good care of her。 God bless you；〃 I said in a voice that didn't sound like me。
〃Look； I know how you feel；〃 Agent Francisco said。 〃I promise you I do。 I was at Waco。〃
〃Thank you；〃 I said again。 〃What will DEA do with Jo？〃
〃Transfer her to another hospital a million miles away from here as soon as we can：〃
。〃What about MCV？〃 I asked。
〃I'm not familiar。 。 。〃
〃Her family lives in Richmond； as you may know； but more to the point； MCV is excellent and I'm on the faculty；〃 I said。 〃If you get her here； I'll personally make sure she's well taken care of。〃
He hesitated； then said； 〃Thank you。 I will take that under advisement and discuss it with her supervisor。〃
When he hung up； I stood staring at the phone。
〃What？〃 Marino asked。
〃The takedown went haywire。 Lucy shot two people to death 。 。 ；' 。
〃Was it a good shooting？〃 he cut me off。
〃No shooting is good！〃
〃Goddamn it； Doc； you know what I mean。 Was it justified？ Don't tell me she fucking shot two agents by accident！〃
〃No； of course not。 Jo was shot。 I'm not sure of her condition。〃
〃Fuck！〃 he exclaimed； pounding his fist so hard on the kitchen counter dishes rattled in the drain board。 〃Lucy just had to go slug it out with somebody； didn't she？ They shouldn't have even had her in a takedown like this！ I coulda told them that！ She's just been waiting to shoot the shit out of someone； to go in like a damn cowboy with pistols blazing to pay back everyone she hates in life 。 。 。 ！〃
〃Marino； stop it。〃
〃You saw what she was like at your house the other night；〃 he railed on。 〃She's been a damn psycho ever since Benson got killed。 There's no payback that's enough； not even shooting that damn helicopter out of the air and chumming the water with Carrie Grethen's and Newton Joyce's pieces and parts。〃
'That's enough；' I said； exhausted。 〃Please； Marino。 This isn't helping anything。 Lucy's a professional； and you know that。 ATF would never have given her an assignment like this if she weren't。 They know her story very well and evaluated and counseled。 her extensively after what happened to Benton and all the rest of it。 In fact； low she handled that entire nightmare only gave them more respect for her as both an agent and a human being：〃
He was silent as he opened a bottle of Jack Daniel's。
Then he said； 〃Well； you and I know she ain't handling it so well。〃
〃Lucy has always been able to partmentalize。〃
〃Yeah； and how healthy is that？〃
〃I guess we should ask each other that。〃
〃But I'm telling you right now； this time she ain't gonna handle it well； Doc；〃 he said； splashing bourbon into a glass and dropping in several ice cubes。 〃She killed two people in the line of duty barely a year ago； and now she's just done。 it again。 Most guys go their entire careers and don't even take a shot at somebody。 That's why I'm trying to make you understand it's gonna be viewed differently this time。 The big guys in Washington are gonna consider that maybe they got a gunslinger on their hands； someone who's a problem。〃
He handed the drink to me。
〃I've known cops； agents like that；〃 he said。。 〃They always have justifiable reasons for judicial homicide； but if you look hard at it； you begin to get the drift that they subconsciously set things up to go bad。 They thrive on it。〃
〃Lucy's not like that。〃
〃Yeah； she's only been pissed off since the day she was born。 And by the way； you ain't going anywhere tonight。 You're staying here with me and Father Christmas。〃
He poured himself a bourbon； too； and we went into his shabby； crowded living room with ：its crooked lampshades； its dusty； bent Venetian blinds and the sharp…cornered glass coffee table he blamed on me。 He dropped into his recliner chair； which was so old he had repaired splits in the brown Naugahyde with duct tape； I remembered the first time I walked into his house。 After recovering from the dismay； I realized he was proud of how thoroughly he wore everything out； except for his truck； aboveground pool； and now his Christmas decorations。
He caught me staring dismally at his chair as …I curled up in a corner of the green corduroy couch I tended to choose。 It might have been missing its wale wherever bodies came in touch with it； but it was cozy。
〃One day I'll get a new one of these；〃 he said； pushing down the lever on the side of the chair and sliding the footrest out。
He wiggled his stocking feet as if his toes were cramped； and flicked on the TV I was surprised when he changed the channel to twenty…one； the Arts & Entertainment network。
〃I didn't know you watched Biography；〃 I said。
〃Oh yeah。 And the real…life cops shows they usually got on。 This may sound like I been sniffing glue； but does it strike you how everything in the world's gone to hell ever since Bray came to town？〃
〃I'm sure it would strike you that way； after what she's been doing to you。〃
〃Huh。 And she's not been doing the same thing to you？〃 he challenged； sipping his drink。 〃I'm not the only person in this room she's trying to ruin。〃
〃I don't think she has the power to cause everything else going on in fife；〃 I replied。
〃Let me just run through the list for you； Doc； and make sure to remember we're talking about a three…month period； okay？ She arrives in Richmond。 I get thrown back in uniform。 You suddenly have a thief in your office。 You have a snitch who breaks into your e…mail and turns you into Dear Abby。
〃Then this dead guy shows up in a container and Interpol's suddenly in the picture； and now Lucy kills two people； which is convenient for Bray； by the way。 Don't forget； she's been all hot and bothered about getting Lucy to sign on with Richmond； and if ATF throws Lucy back like a fish； she's gonna need a job。 And oh yeah； now someone's following you。〃
I watched a young； gorgeous Liberace playing the piano and singing while a voice…over of a friend talked about what a kind； generous man the musician had been。
〃You're not listening to me；〃 Marino raised his voice again。
〃I'm listening。〃
He heaved himself úp again with an exasperated huff and padded into the kitchen。
〃Have we heard anything from Interpol？〃 I called out as he made a lot of noise tearing open paper and rummaging through the silverware drawer。
〃Nothing worth passing on。〃
The microwave hummed。
〃It would be nice if you'd pass it on anyway；〃 I said； annoyed。
Stage lights caught Liberace blowing kisses to his audience and his sequins flashed like an intense red and gold fireworks display。 Marino walked back into the living room with a bowl of ruffled potato chips and a container of some sort of dip。
〃The guy at State Police got a puter message back from them within an hour。 They