Frances Penn, wearing the dark commando sweater and pants of the troops she commanded, came straight to me and warmly grasped my hand.
'Kay, I'm so happy you're here,' she said, and she was full of nervous energy.
Lucy was absorbed in a row of four monitors. Each showed a blueprint of a different section of the subway system.
Wesley said to Commander Penn, 'I've got to go on to the field office. Marino will be out with your guys, as we discussed.'
She nodded.
'So I'll leave Dr. Scarpetta here.'
'Very good.'
'Where is this going down, exactly?' I inquired.
'Well, we're closing Second Avenue station, which is right there at the pharmacy,' Commander Penn answered me. 'We'll block the entrance with traffic cones and sawhorses. We can't risk a confrontation when civilians are in the area. We expect him to come up through the tunnel along the northbound track or leave that way, and he's more likely to be enticed by Second Avenue if it's not open.' She paused, looking over at Lucy. 'It will make more sense when your niece shows you on the screen.'
'Then you hope to grab him somewhere inside that station,' I said.
'That's what we hope,' Wesley said. 'We'll have guys out there in the dark. HRT will be out there and all around. The bottom line is we want to grab him away from people.'
'Of course,' I said.
Maier was watching us closely. 'How did you figure out the lady from the park was his sister?' he asked, looking straight at me.
I gave him a quick summary, adding, 'We'll use DNA to verify it.'
'Not from what I heard,' he said. 'I heard they lost her blood and shit at the morgue.'
'Where did you hear that?' I asked.
'I know a bunch of guys who work over there. You know, detectives in the Missing Persons Division for NYPD.'
'We will get her identified,' I said, watching him closely.
'Well, you ask me, it's a shame if they figure it out.'
Commander Penn was listening carefully. I sensed she and I were arriving at the same conclusion.
'Why would you say that?' she asked him.
Maier was getting angry. 'Because the way the stinking system works in this stinking city is we nab the asshole here, right? So he gets charged with killing that lady because there isn't enough evidence to convict him of killing Jimmy Davila. And we don't have capital punishment in New York.
And we don't have capital punishment in New York. And the case just gets weaker if the lady's got no name — if no one knows who she is.'
'It sounds as if you're saying you want the case to be weak,' Wesley said.
'Yeah. It sounds that way because I do.'
Marino was staring at him with no expression. He said, 'The toad whacked Davila with his own service revolver. The way it ought to work is Gault ought to fry.'
'You're damn right he should.' Maier's jaw muscles clenched. 'He wasted a cop. A goddam good cop who's getting accused of a bunch of bullshit because that's what happens when you get killed in the line of duty. People, politicians, internal affairs — they speculate. Everybody's got an agenda. The whole world does. We'd all be better off if Gault gets tried in Virginia, not here.'
He looked at me again. I knew what had happened to Jayne's biological samples. Detective Maier had gotten his friends at the morgue to do him a favor in honor of their slain comrade. Though what they had done was terribly wrong, I almost could not blame them.
'You got the electric chair in Virginia, where Gault's also committed murders,' he said. 'And word has it that the Doc here breaks the record for getting these animals convicted of capital murder. Only if the bastard gets tried in New York, you probably won't be testifying, right?' 'I don't know,' I said.
'See. She don't know. That means forget it.' He looked around at everyone as if he'd argued his case and there could be no rebuttal. 'The asshole needs to go to Virginia and get cooked, if he don't get nailed here first by one of us.'
'Detective Maier,' Commander Penn quietly said, 'I need to see you in private. Let's go back to my office.' They left and went through a door in back. She would pull him from the assignment because he could not be controlled. She would give him a Complaint and he would probably be suspended. 'We're out of here,' Wesley said. 'Yeah,' Marino said. 'Next time you see us it will be on TV.' He referred to the monitors around the control room.
I was taking off my coat and gloves and about to talk to Lucy when the door in back opened and Maier emerged. He walked with quick, angry strides until he got to me.
'Do it for Jimbo,' he said with emotion. 'Don't let that asshole get away with it.'
The veins were standing out in his neck and he looked up at the ceiling. 'I'm sorry.' He blinked back tears and almost could not talk as he flung open the door and left.