I couldnt think of any other way to find him. How good a view did you have? Im sorry about your mother, he said. Can you e-mail it to me? I know that only because I spoke to my ex-wife this afternoon, who called the mother superior and ascertained that her sister is still in residence, shall we say. Dinos ex-wife, Mary Ann, was Dolces sister and, after their father’s death, had been in charge of her treatment and confinement. The woman must have been forty-six and looked it, but when I had first met her, a dozen years before, she had been thirty-four and looked twenty-five. Or maybe twenty-eight. Her name was Hazie Harrison and in 1964 her vote at the forthcoming convention was considered to be worth a special trip to St. Louis. I had been the one who got to make the trip. Right. I hope you guys have a productive rest of the night. In case you want to follow me, Ill be on the Metro North out to Mount Kisco. If you could ever manage to find Karl Hancock, he could tell you all about that. Why should I speak? she demanded. Were exactly where we were an hour ago, Dino said, and Larkin is in the wind again. As the train remained motionless, Devine once more checked the video feed on his phone. Area 51 was still dead as a doornail. What the hell had happened between his looking at the feed the previous morning on the train ride in to find everything firing away, to his checking the feed as he arrived in the city only to find Area 51 shut down? Mason said quite affably, as befits a victorious antagonist,I take it that the district attorney is merely stating his contentions? I told him everything was quite all right, that I was just in a hurry to catch a train. Thats right, yes. Provided it is evidence, and provided you introduce it, Mason said. Then the three reporters filed onstage and took their seats behind a desk. I was familiar with all of them. A conservative, a liberal and a young woman who seemed to be an actual independent thinker. What do you think is going on? he asked her. Why ishe here?.