waste of time,” he said.
“Have you figured you out?” Molly said.
“I know what I feel like doing,” Crow said. “And what I don’t.”
“Is that enough?” Molly said.
“Yes,” Crow said. “It is.”
Again, Molly had the odd feeling that she was naked under his gaze. It was a puzzling feeling. It’s even more puzzling, she thought, that maybe I like it.
41.
“Amber Francisco is here,” Molly said when Jesse came into the station.
“Why?”
“Crow brought her in,” Molly said.
“Where is he?”
“He left,” Molly said. “Told me he’d check in with you later.”
“Where is she?” Jesse said.
“In back,” Molly said. “In the women’s cell.”
“Let’s go see her,” Jesse said.
“You want me to fill you in first?” Molly said.
“Nope. I’d rather start fresh. We’ll talk with her and you can compare what she says to what you know.”
Molly nodded and walked with Jesse back to the curtained cell. Molly pulled the curtain aside and looked in.
Amber was lying on her side with her legs bent and her eyes closed. She had washed her face and looked much younger.
“Amber?” Molly said. “You awake?”
Amber opened her eyes and didn’t speak. Molly nodded and pulled the curtain aside and she and Jesse went in. Amber stared at them without moving.
“You remember me, Amber?” Jesse said.
She didn’t say anything.
“If we’re going to work this out, you’ll need to talk. You may as well start now,” Jesse said. “You remember me?”
“Yes.”
“You know who I am?”
“Yes.”
“How did you get here?”
“Guys in a pickup truck brought me from Marshport.”
She remained lying on her side. Her face held no animation. Her voice was flat.
“How come?” Jesse said.
“My boyfriend was gonna sell me back to my father.”
“Your boyfriend is Esteban Carty?”
