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Savich said, "Raet all the reports on the cabin where Emma was kept There’s bound to be soet MAXINE to work on child uises"

Ramsey said, "Emma said he s out of a nightmare, she remembered he’d said that he needed her more than God needed him"

Molly said, "He also used twine to tie her up" She sed and looked down "He used twine because she was just a little girl"

"That’s a start," Savich said

Sherlock patted Molly’s shoulder as she said, "Dillon and I took a week’s vacation We’re at your co her down onto his lap "They haven’t applauded just yet, but when they see e can do, they’ll do handsprings I’ll also speak to the police in Denver We can add stuff from forensics fro what you know into data for MAXINE"

"Then we push a button and MAXINE becohtest Cuisinart on the planet," Sherlock said "While Dillon talks to the cops, why don’t we uys can rean, "do you think Louey Santera planned to go if he did et the Mercedes off the estate?"

"Nowhere," Molly said "He hadn’t thought that far ahead He was scared and he lost it He did that sometimes"

"This time it was fatal," Ramsey said "Poor bastard"

"Not a poor bastard if he was the one who staged E," Molly said, her voice hard "Hoe prove it if he was behind it?"

"Follow the h all Santera’s financial records There’s always so there, always"

"You don’t need a warrant I’ll get the records" Mason Lord stood in the kitchen doorway, Gunther standing right behind his right shoulder

"I’d just as soon you didn’t do anything, Mr Lord," Savich said "It’s our job Let us do it on the up and up Ader On the other hand, it’s legal There are advantages to being really legal in this situation"

Mason said, "I know Louey’s accountant I will speak personally with hi he knows, to show me every record he’s ever entered Warren has always been useful and infor Mason Lord, wondering how he could be so utterly different from her own father yet look so remarkably like him Both men had power, but they were on opposite sides of the law "Just maybe since Mr Lord and Mr Santera’s accountant are such good acquaintances, it wouldn’t be a bad thing What do you think, Judge Hunt? Does that sound kosher enough to you? Would evidence froive the defense a shot at an appeal?"

"Not that I can see Hey, why not? We’re on Mason Lord’s turf Let hirinned at Lord "I would discourage breaking and entering, though"

In that instant Molly realized her father had been standing there stiff as a poker Now she saw hi lean fingers uncurl The cops were ad him They wanted to involve hio that far, but there was soree more warmth than usual

WARREN O’Dell was coshoreman, exactly the opposite from what you’d expect of an accountant He did ire-ri of the look of Michael Jordan

When he spoke, you saw he had yellow teeth froers and his pallance for Ramsey, his full attention on Mason Lord Then he did a double take "I know you," he said, staring hard

Ramsey smiled and said, "I’e in California who juroup of terrorists in your courtroos worked out It was just a little group"

Mason Lord cleared his throat, and suddenly Warren O’Dell turned pale "Uh, sir," he said, nodding his head and esture with his hand toward an expensive white leather sofa "Please, sit down I was devastated at the news of Louey’s death I was going to call you"