he’d seen—”
“Most of it was bullshit!”
“The facts weren’t bullshit, Rick. Those people did die. Christ, he even saw his own parents die. How tough can that be?”
“What’s this about, Spencer?”
“I’m not sure,” Spencer said. “I just can’t figure out McArthur’s connection to it all.”
“Simple, there is no connection.”
“I don’t think you believe that, Rick.”
“Listen, Spencer, he’s clairvoyant. He sees things. Or he used to. I can’t explain it any better than that.”
“Does McArthur still live in the area?”
“Yeah, as a matter of fact he and his wife Annie are friends of mine.”
“What do you mean by friends? Like beer buddies and backyard barbecues?”
Jennings knew he was being baited. Those had been Spencer’s agents at the scene of Doug’s and Annie’s ruined house this morning. He didn’t trust Spencer. Hell, he didn’t even like the man. “Yeah, that’s exactly what I mean.”
“Do you think he . . . saw these murders last night?”
“ Are you crazy, Spencer?”
“No. Actually I’m quite sane. Probably saner than I’ve been in a long time.”
“Listen, as far as I know McArthur’s visions were gone by the time he became an adult.”
“Are you sure about that?”
“Yes, I’m sure. I told you, I’m his friend.”
“Have you talked to him this morning?”
“I don’t know what you’re getting at, Spencer, but—”
“What I’m getting at, Rick is, as far as I know nothing like this has happened in more than ten years. And this morning McArthur’s house blows up and in its wake he leaves two square miles of carnage. A little bit of a coincidence, don’t you think?”
“That’s all it is, Spencer. Coincidence! Period!”
“Where do you suppose McArthur is right now?”
“I don’t know, but if I did I wouldn’t tell you.”
“You’re not playing nice, Rick.”
“Go to hell!”
Ignoring Jennings’ remark Spencer said, “Do you think it’s possible that perhaps whatever causes him to see these terrible things came awake and he just went nuts?”
“And he blew his own house up and killed people, and then zipped on down to New Hampshire and killed some more? No, I don’t think that’s possible. It isn’t logical—”
“These deaths aren’t logical, Rick.”
“Listen, those guys were trying to kill them, in case you didn’t know. He was simply trying to protect himself and his wife.”
“You know that for a fact, huh?”
“I was at the scene all morning and that’s what the preliminary evidence suggests. And it’s what I believe, yes. I told you, I know the guy. But you made sure I was taken off the case. So screw you if you want my help now.”
“That guy sure does elicit a lot of passion in you, Rick,” Spencer said calmly.
“W hy don’t you start leveling with me, Spencer?”
“ Okay, fair enough. How’d you like to get dealt back in?”
“You lousy son-of-a-bitch.”
“It wasn’t me, Rick. It’s not personal. It’s just that the people upstairs thought you were a little too close to McArthur to be objective.”
“So why am I here?”
“ I convinced them that you were important.”
“ You thought I’d be able to lead you to McArthur, didn’t you? Well, you’re wasting your time. I don’t have a clue where he is.”
“I believe you, Rick.”
“So my involvement is over. Tell your pilot to turn around.”
“I really want you to see these bodies.”
“You can’t actually believe that McArthur was involved in the murder of a family two hours away from his home? I told you, it’s not logical.”
“ Nothing about this case is logical. I think if McArthur saw these murders and if he didn’t do them, then I believe he’s capable of leading us to whoever did. And furthermore, I think you’ll agree when you get here.”
“You bastards just want to grab him, don’t you? You’ve been waiting for an opportunity like this. Take his mind apart, see what makes him
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