“I know you’re married,” Jesse
said. “But maybe we could have an
affair.”
“I’ll put you on the list,”
Molly said. “You think we’ve got the little prick?”
“Yes,” Jesse said.
He picked up a slice and took a bite.
When he had swallowed, he said, “There’s no real grounds for an
obscenity charge. I don’t think the possession with intent will
stand up, but we should be able to make the case for assaulting a cop. We know he’s lying about the pictures. And now, we can investigate the rape without anyone thinking that Candace squealed on them.”
“Won’t that require Candace to
testify?”
“I don’t know. If we flip one of the other kids, there might be
a plea bargain and she’d never have to appear.”
“Why’d you keep the kid
overnight?” Molly said.
Jesse ate a bite of pizza and drank some beer.
“Because I don’t like him,”
Jesse said.
“How was the father?”
“The tree doesn’t grow too far from the apple,” Jesse
said.
The pizza was made with green peppers and mushrooms.
Jesse’s
favorite. He wondered if it was a coincidence, or if Molly knew. He decided that Molly knew. Molly knew a lot.
“You want me to go get Kevin Feeney?”
Molly said.
Jesse sipped some beer.
“No,” he said. “Not yet. We need
to make it look like we didn’t
know who he was and it took us a couple days to find out.”
“I can’t show those pictures
around,” Molly said.
“Get the Feeney part blown up,” Jesse said. “Eliminate
Candace.”
“Okay.”
“Show them around for a couple days, principal, guidance, a few
teachers and students. When we’re sure the whole school knows we’re
looking for Feeney because we found the pictures, then we’ll pick
him up. Get Suit to help you. Tell him, now that he’s got a legitimate reason to be there, that he can,” Jesse smiled,
“abandon
his disguise.”
“And we don’t mention Candace,”
Molly said.
“No.”
“Ever?”
“I told her I’d keep her out of
it,” Jesse said.
“And you keep your word,” Molly said.
“When I can,” Jesse said.
