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Who was financially helping Dwayne Odom, including the day he and his wife died? And what dirt did Perry Rollins have on Glass, and who had killed him and why?
“Are you still with me?” asked Saxby.
He broke from these thoughts and said, “So I take Betsy, we go to her trailer in the woods with two of her friends, and wait to be slaughtered?”
When Saxby didn’t answer right away, he said, “Jesus Christ, Ellen!”
“Not exactly, Devine.”
“Not exactly, my ass.”
“Wewillbe there. This will not end well for 12/24/65. And good riddance.”
“And if it doesn’t end well? If Betsy dies?”
Saxby did not answer him.
Devine knew she didn’t have to. If Betsy died, Glass would sing until the cows came home to bring down the people who killed his beloved niece. So for the FBI, it was heads they win, tails they win.
And it seems like I lose no matter what.
CHAPTER
64
SAXBY LEFT DEVINE SITTING THERE,brooding.
As he nursed both his coffee and his professional wounds, Pru Jackson appeared and sat down opposite him.
She was dressed hipper, looking nothing like she had back at the bookstore, or even at the Gum Wall.
“I guess you had some means of hearing everything we said?” he began in a weary tone.
She laid a minuscule device on the table and took out a pair of black ear pods. “You sure walked into a shitstorm,” she said.
“You haven’t heard all of it yet, Ms. Jackson.”
Jackson stiffened but then relaxed. “I assumed that it might come out one day. And you told the FBI agent that you talked to CIA. So tell me everything you know.”
“Why?”
“It seems you’re going to need all the help you can get.”
“Let’s get out of here. For all I know, there are a dozen people in here with the same surveillance crap you have.”
They walked out into the gloom.
“So tell me what I don’t know,” prompted Jackson.
“Angela Davenport?”
“She’sin the mix?She’syour contact with CIA?”
“She told me about you and her. But I’d like to hear your take.”
“Why? So you can compare it to hers?”
“Wouldn’t you do the same?”
