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Chapter 102: The Testimony

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Reeves called me on the third morning of the trial.

"The People call Evelyn Hart Whitmore to the stand."

I rose from my seat behind the prosecutor's table, and I walked, unhurried, on my own two feet, past the jury box, past the defense table where I did not turn my head, and I climbed the two low steps into the witness stand. The bailiff swore me in. I placed my hand on the book, and I said the words, and I sat down in a chair that was set slightly lower than the bench, so that I had to look u
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    I did not answer him.I stood up. I walked to the cabin door and stepped out onto the deck of the launch, and the November air came in off the water and I took it into my lungs and held it.Ramirez came out behind me at eleven forty three.I got back in the wagon at eleven forty seven and drove south on the Taconic and called Marcus at twelve oh four from the parkway."Marcus.""Ev.""Nine thirty Wednesday. He is moving on the market. Three outlets. Baldwin Street and two other assets. He has a man on the board and a man at the SEC and he is going to pick up a signature in a car between three and five. Sixty six hours. Get every person we need in Leonard's study by three today.""Every person.""Every person, Marcus. Noelle. You. Iris. Head of investor relations. Head of compliance. Damien. The two forensic analysts you had on the parcel offer last week. The girl at the SEC in twenty twenty who owes you her career. Everybody.""Understood."I hung up.The wagon was in the drive at Leo

  • The Day I Walked Again Was The Day I Lost My Husband    Book 2, Chapter 51: No Forgiveness

    I did not turn around from the window.Damien did not speak. Nathan did not speak.Marcus was already at the door of the small office with his phone against his shoulder, because Marcus had heard the sentence I said to the window and understood it was the start of a paragraph.I turned around."Marcus. Get Ramirez on the phone.""He is on the phone, Ev.""Tell him I want a room with Adrian. Today. Not a building. Not an office. Not a cell. A room a camera has never seen. Inside four hours."Marcus said one sentence into the phone. Ramirez said three sentences back.Marcus put the phone away."He wants to say it to you himself. He is on his way here."Ramirez came up twelve minutes later. He did not sit down. He stood at the door with his coat on and his hands in his pockets, and he looked at me the way a man looks when he has decided not to soften a sentence."Miss Hart.""Detective.""Before I put you on a boat with your husband, I am saying this once. I am holding him because he is

  • The Day I Walked Again Was The Day I Lost My Husband    Book 2, Chapter 50: The Original Buyer

    The line was dead.I stood in the corridor of the fifty second floor with the phone in my hand and the last piece of Adrian's voice still inside my ear. I did not move for the length of one breath. Then I walked back into the small office where Nathan Sterling had put his hand on a piece of steel from a workshop in Basel, and I closed the door behind me.Damien looked up."Evelyn.""Sophia bought them."Nathan did not speak.Marcus did not speak.Damien said, after a moment, "Say it again.""Sophia bought the three lots from Ackermann in twenty fifteen. Passport that was not hers. Used it four times in one year and never again. Voss sent her because he did not want his name near Ackermann's ledger, and he trusted her because he had been sleeping with her for thirteen years."Marcus was already at the laptop."Ev.""Say it.""The corporation on the third row of the map that owned the industrial park in Long Island City where the three lots were delivered had two directors of record in

  • The Day I Walked Again Was The Day I Lost My Husband    Book 2, Chapter 49: The Pattern

    I did not answer the engineer in the corridor.I looked at the piece of steel in his gloved hand for a long second and then I looked at Marcus, and Marcus was already on his phone. I said one word to him and Marcus nodded, and Marcus said the word back into the phone, and Nathan Sterling was in a car in from Riverside inside eleven minutes.Nathan came up the fire stairs at eleven twenty six because the elevators were still closed to everyone with a badge that was not Ramirez's.He was still in his coat.He looked at the corridor for one second the way a doctor looks at a corridor when he has been told on a phone what a corridor looks like, and then he did not look at the corridor again.He looked at the piece of steel.He held it in his hand without a glove.He turned it over.He turned it over a second time. He put his thumb on the seam of the soldered joint and pressed once and said nothing for a full second.Then he looked up at me."Evelyn. Not the corridor. Somewhere else."Marc

  • The Day I Walked Again Was The Day I Lost My Husband    Book 2, Chapter 48: The Second Attempt

    The Hart Global event was on Monday morning at ten.I had put it on the calendar six weeks before Adrian escaped. The walk through of the fifty first floor before Wednesday's quarterly investor meeting. Not a thing a woman running a public company could quietly move without three columns being written in three papers by lunch. Voss knew that, and Voss knew I knew that. A smile on my face on Monday was the price of the room on Wednesday.Damien did not want me to go.He told me on Sunday night at the country house, at the desk in Leonard's study, without raising his voice."Do not go, Evelyn.""I have to go.""Send Marcus. Send investor relations. Send a chair. Do not go.""Damien.""He tried it in a car six years ago. He is going to try it on Monday morning because he thinks you will not move the date, and you will not move the date, which means he is right about the shape of you. I am asking you not to be the shape he is right about for one Monday morning.""I have to go.""I know."

  • The Day I Walked Again Was The Day I Lost My Husband    Book 2, Chapter 47: The Target List

    I did not touch the hair.I put the cloth back over it on the top of the dresser and I stepped away from the dresser, and I walked past Damien and past Noelle and past Ramirez's lead man to the window at the end of the room, and I looked out at the north fence line where Halloway had walked off the property at eight fifty one, and I did not turn around when I said it."Bag every piece of paper in this room. Every hanger. Every button. Every coffee cup on the wall by the north gate. Every board he lifted. Every board he did not. I want the ribbon on Noelle's desk inside ten minutes, and Marcus running Vanessa's hand against every letter she has ever sent this house, and the hair going to a lab that does not do work for anybody who has ever had a shell in the Caymans. Ramirez.""Ma'am.""He was on Voss's payroll before he was on ours. Voss put him on our door through Damien's office. That means Voss has been reading the paper on our door for four months. That means Voss knows the shape

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