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The news reporters were still trying to play catch-up the next morning. They'd had a pretty confusing day the day before. First there was the drama of the "attempted assassination" of a popular Senator in his own office, and the shooting of his top aide. Then I'd been "cornered" in the Justice headquarters and an FBI team was being dispatched to "take me down." Then ... for a little while, nothing. The next thing they knew, warrants were being served on the two "victims" of this heinous "attack" for their arrests while they were, for Christ's sake, still in the hospital, and the "cornered assassin" was suddenly the man nobody wanted to talk about any more. All largely without official explanation.

They hadn't known whether to shit or go blind.

I got to watch the Justice news conference Wednesday morning on the TV in which McDonough tried to sort the mess out for them. In the "culmination of a long-standing investigation," he said, Sen. Golden had been "placed in custody" for "serious criminal activity"—exactly what, he said, would have to remain unspecified until the indictment. As for me, also still unnamed, I had been "exonerated of all criminal charges" but likewise remained "in custody" as a "cooperating witness."

They still weren't sure what to make of it all. I think McDonough had actually added as much confusion as clarification to the situation. But I was pretty happy about the exoneration stuff, even though the part about my being "in custody" rankled a little. Was I really? I asked the fibbie who was with me and just got a waffle.

It turned out, though, that the "custody" business was mostly a formality. All they really wanted out of me, as McDonough had told me at the end of the previous day's session, was a formal statement of what underlay the audio I'd given them. My shooting Quiller was officially accepted as self-defense, and there'd be no charges. My clobbering Golden with his own paperweight was simply brushed under the table.

Hell, I guessed, if you can't smack kidnapers of little girls and people who order up murders in their own offices upside the head, who can you hit?

The last two hours of the afternoon was taken up by my giving a "deposition" meant to provide the underpinning of the audio. It focused, of course, on the ten or twelve minutes I'd been in Golden's office; they'd play a bit of the audio and then ask me what everybody'd been doing at that time, and so on. They had a digital video camera in there, and recorded it all.

At the end McDonough again offered me witness protection. I said I'd like to think about it overnight, and he said fine. For the most part it seemed like a pretty good deal; I had no close friends I'd be leaving behind, no relatives I cared a lot about, nothing much of my life. The biggest negative was that I'd have to walk away from my field, computer programming. On the other hand, an even bigger plus would be that I'd stay alive to move on to whatever else I might choose.

That night I'd pretty well decided to take him up on it, provided only that I could be put in the same program with Susan. We could move someplace else, start our lives over again as brand new people and both of us have the fresh beginning she'd so much wanted. I was feeling pretty good about things, in fact, as I went to sleep in the same FBI safe house I'd used the previous night.

By the next morning, though, the whole thing had become a moot point.

Apparently Golden hadn't much liked his situation. He had to know that, between Susan and me, he was finished; all that lay ahead for him was disgrace and a huge prison term. By complaining of serious continuing headaches he'd got the hospital to keep him an extra day; there was a guard at his door, but he had a room to himself. Somewhere in the wee small hours of darkness he'd got up, heaved a chair through the window and followed it out before the guard could reach him. He was on the seventh floor, and it was a straight drop to the pavement below.

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In preparation My Monday evening commute home from work was purposely interrupted. I wanted to be ready for my lover and had plans to help things along. A brief stop in a small shop in Greek Street, the irony was not lost on me, right next to Shaftesbury Avenue, resulted in the purchase of the very thing I wanted. It was at that moment, as I left the shop with my carefully wrapped goods safely tucked into my case that the reality struck me. After so much time, we were going to, at last, get...

A Much of a Which of a WindChapter 20

Something did happen Thursday evening, but not that way. And not in any way either of us had expected. The day had gone along as quietly and uneventfully as the three before it, with still not a sign of Walter. If he hadn't actually given up he was doing an awfully good imitation of it. I went back to the hotel in good spirits and was starting to put my stuff back in the suitcase when there was a sharp knock on the door. "Room service," came the routine call. I was so used to hearing...

A Much of a Which of a WindChapter 34

I was up pretty close to the crack of dawn Friday, eager to get out and test my brand new Liberator. I'd dismantled, cleaned and packed up the printer the night before, putting everything neatly back into the boxes; no point to leaving housekeeping evidence of what I'd been up to the day they'd been forbidden entrance. By the time they saw the room again it'd show nothing but two days' worth of being lived in. Eager though I was, I made myself go down to breakfast and then wait a while...

A Much of a Which of a WindChapter 38

The first big test of the Liberator would be the airport, I'd decided. If it didn't clear through security there, I figured, chances were it wouldn't pass muster where I needed it to either. For the airport, though, I decided not to try either the nail or the bullet, the two pieces with metal in them. Security would be laxer where I was going. I disassembled the whole thing and stashed its components in varying places. The stock, the largest piece, went into a side pouch of the briefcase...

A Much of a Which of a WindChapter 48

I'd continued to keep my apartment long past my desire to remain there. My lease had been up at the end of February but I simply switched over to month-to-month, and renewed twice more. It was where I'd lived with Susan, and I had this vague idea that if she did decide to come looking for me I needed to make it as easy as I could for her. By May, though, my landlord had enough of that; either I needed to sign a new lease or get my butt out so he could find a replacement tenant. And it was...

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