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There was noBeauvoir chose not to hear, or to heed

"It wasn’t a hacker," he said "No one even knows those tapes exist except other Sûreté officers A hacker didn’t pirate that recording"

"That’s enough, Jean Guy" They’d been down this road before The video of the raid on the factory had been uploaded onto the Internet, where it had gone viral Millions around the world had watched the edited video

Seen what had happened

To theh it was a TV show Entertaination, had concluded it was a hacker

"Why didn’t they find the guy?" Beauvoir persisted "We have an entire departates cyber crime And they couldn’t find an asshole who, by their own report, just got lucky?"

"Let it be, Jean Guy," said Gamache, sternly

"We have to find the truth, sir," said Beauvoir, leaning forward

"We know the truth," said Gamache "What we have to do is learn to live with it"

"You’re not going to look further? You’re just going to accept it?"

"I am And so are you Promise me, Jean Guy This is someone else’s problem Not ours"

The two ave one curt nod

"Bon," said Ga with it into the kitchen "Tio We need to be back in Three Pines early"

Arht streets It was chilly and he was glad for his coat He’d planned to wave down a cab, but found hi all the way up Ste-Urbain to avenue Laurier

And as he walked he thought about AA, and Lillian, and Suzanne About the Chief Justice About the artists and dealers, asleep in their beds in Three Pines

But ht about the corrosive effect of secrets Including his own

He’d lied to Beauvoir It wasn’t over And he hadn’t let it go

Jean Guy Beauvoir washed the beer glass then headed toward his bedrooed himself Just a few more steps