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“You knohat really got to me, Mr Grant?”

I tapped my chest somewhere near my heart “When you told me you wanted to create beauty You were so happy about the sunset-lit sky Gave yourself bonus points for the color of the sky Too bad we don’t have a picture of that, right?”

“Well, that’s just crazy,” said Grant with a laugh “How could I take credit for a sunset?”

I was prepared for total denial even though he’d freely offered his confession in the ilass was still falling fro with ent, brave This freak, the one with the sht Joe down

Grant said, “Oh, I get it now You’re saying that I actually told you that I blew up Sci-Tron? That’s hilarious You eant Or the explosion affected your hearing That’s possible, isn’t it?”

He kept talking

“What I must have said was that I saw the explosion, but honest to everything, I had nothing to do with ‘bo’ that place”

He ”

I nodded politely

“I think I know that this wasn’t your doing, Mr Grant Not alone, anyway You had help fro the museum Maybe they planned it all Why should you take the heat yourself?”

He shook his head, said, “Nope I know nothing about who bombed the museum It wasn’t me”

Had Grant playedus now? Was he GAR’s “devoted soldier”? Or here was an idea: Was he teeing up his insanity defense?

Brady tensed up beside me

Fifteen o Brady had told me, “Be his friend We just need him to say, ‘I did it’”

What would it take to push that button?