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“Last night at the pier I arrested you, remember?”

“Oh Right For destruction of property? I still don’t get that”

I opened the folder full of photos and started laying them down on the table The pict

ures were post-explosion: the fire licking the foundation of theout of Sci-Tron, the double lines of body bags And then there were shots, fro like the skeleton of a large, prehistoric ani down on the pier

“Oh, ,” said Mr Grant “These are great pictures”

“Aren’t they? If you like, I’ll get you copies”

“Sure Thanks a lot”

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“If you could help, not like a cop at all

I said, “Do you reht when I asked you if you knehat happened at Sci-Tron?”

I pushed one of the photos toward hi off the rubble heap on the pier

Grant said, “No What did I say?”

“You said to me, ‘Did I see it? I created this … This is my work’”

Grant was shaking his head no throughout

I kept my voice soft and pressed on