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"Only the small laceration on her bottoh it’ll take a while for the shock to wear off She’s had quite the scare" That assess up her kit

"She’s awfully lucky" Toofficer says, "I’m Detective Garda Garret Duffy This is me partner, Detective Garda Paul O’Brien" The ed officer with a shiny, bald head, offers a tight smile "Can we ask ya some questions?"

Despite the situation, I smile Duffy sounds exactly like the leprechaun in the Lucky Charms cereal commercial "Sure Okay"

"And would ya ? This is yours, yeah?" He gestures at aat the side

I look down at the limp black knapsack that holds rapes, no doubt a mess of pulp and juices now I don’t knohy they’d want to, but"Go ahead"

"Thank you," Duffy says, s kindly atto be filled "Let’s start with your name?"

"Amber Welles"

"And you’re American, from the sounds of it?"

I nod but then answer, "Yes" My dad taught me to always answer verbally, to avoid misinterpretation

"Do ya have identification?"

"My passport It’s in et that What are ya doing here in Ireland?"

"Traveling"

"Are ya here alone?"

"Yes"

His forehead wrinkles in surprise I get that reaction a lot I guess I can understand it It is a bit strange for a girlalone If he knew that I have thirteen other countries to visit after this, I’m sure he’d have a comment "Do ya have friends or fa have ya been in Dublin?"

"Just landed yesterday"

He scribbles his notes down quickly "And ere ya doing in the Green this , so early?"

"I was late for h here to try to uess it’s safe to say that the bus has left without rass" His eyes and finger trail through the air, as if trying to get his bearings "Froht And then the bolued toh its truth Just likequestions, whenever he’s digging for infor

My heart pounds in in to see this for what it really is You don’t groith a father like Gabe Welles without learning what distrust feels like And you don’t groith a brother like Jesse Welles without learning what questioning a person who you think is guilty of so sounds like

Twenty-five years in the Welles faht me the art of suspicion well

I summon whatever calm I can muster and look at the blast site--cordoned off with a new, bigger square of blue-and-white tape--through new eyes A marker sits where I was found Another one indicates where I’ the distance between the two points Another ashes, while his partner waits behind his and tweezers to collect evidence