'Hi, honey. You know who this is.'
'Yes,' said Iris. 'We've been worried about you. What happened'
'It took longer than I thought.'
'What time is it'
'It's about three a.m. I've got Sarah with me. What I want you to do is wake Jim if he's asleep, and get the two of you packed up. Then I want you to wipe every smooth surface of the room for fingerprints. When you're satisfied, fill in the quick checkout card, put the key cards in it, and drop it in the box. Don't forget to wipe off the key cards and the checkout card. Then come out to the street.'
'Uh, okay. Jim Time to get up.'
'Good. Get going.' Jane ended the call and looked at Sarah, and she was glad Sarah was standing by the car and she'd had the phone clamped to her ear so Sarah couldn't hear. At three a.m. Iris had been asleep so close to Jim that she'd only needed to speak a bit above a whisper, and probably touch him.
Jane got back in the car and made a circuit of the block before she pulled to a stop a few yards up the street from the hotel where she could see the front entrance. She thought about her decision to leave Iris and Jim alone in a hotel tonight. In retrospect, it seemed obvious that she was leaving them in a position that was likely to lead to intimacy. She decided not to tell Sarah anything.
In fifteen minutes, Jim and Iris appeared just inside the hotel entrance, and Jane started the car and began to move. As the two came out the glass doors, her car pulled up the driveway and stopped under the overhang. Jane popped the trunk lid, and Jim put the two suitcases in the trunk.
The two got into the back seat, and Jane began to move. Jim said, 'Sarah. I'm so glad to see you.'
'I'm glad to see you, too. It's the first time in years when I saw you wearing regular clothes.'
'This is Iris. Iris, this is my sister, Sarah.'
Sarah looked at Iris for a moment, made a decision to smile, and said, 'Pleased to meet you.'
'Me too,' said Iris. She decided to smile, too.
Jane drove out the driveway and down the street, and headed south away from the center of the city of Buffalo.
Jim said, 'Where are we going'
Jane said, 'I'd like each of you to think for a moment. Is there any good reason why any of you can't live in Pittsburgh'
'What sort of reason' Sarah asked.
'You didn't go to college there, or have a favorite aunt who lives there. You didn't once have a job there, or have a former fiance who lives there. Nobody who looks closely at your past will find any reference to Pittsburgh.'
'Not me. I don't know much about the place, really,' said Jim. The others looked at each other, but said nothing.
'Perfect,' Jane said. 'We'll go take a look. We'll be there in a few hours.'
'What are we going to do there' asked Iris.
'We'll find a nice house, probably in the suburbs, and then we'll begin the next phase.'
'What's that'
'Trying to create a new normal. Pittsburgh may not be the place you stay for the rest of your lives. But it's the real thing, a city where there are jobs and everything a person needs to live a good life. There are over three hundred thousand people in the city itself, and two and a half million in the general area around it. You've gotten used to using new names and being alert. We've changed your looks a little. Now you live. When you get good at it, and your permanent ID catches up with you, then you'll be ready for anything-finding jobs, making a few casual acquaintances. We'll take all of this slowly.'
'How long will it take' Sarah asked.
'A few months. Six, probably, to get you settled. Of course, you always have to be ready to get out fast, if something makes you nervous. Then we'll replant you somewhere else and start over.'
'What makes you think we're ready for this' Shelby said.
'You've all got the basic tricks, and you've practiced a bit. You don't break character, and you never forget you're in danger. The part that's important is to remember that you can never go back to being the people you used to be, even for a minute, and you can never drop your guard. The rest is refinements.'
'Like what'
'Pay attention to appearances, always. If you must meet people, you smile. If people like you, they're not suspicious. You keep yourself in places where you're relatively safe. You go to plays and chamber music concerts, not sports events where there will be a thousand cops and fifty TV cameras. Every step is slow. You aren't in a hurry. Every day you're alive and unnoticed moves the odds over to your side a tiny bit. For the moment, let Iris be the one who deals with strangers, with Sarah as the backup. As time goes by and you get more settled, Jim can get out more.'
Jane, Iris, and Sarah checked into a big hotel in Pittsburgh, then went to search for apartments while Jim stayed in the hotel out of sight.
After two days of searching, they drove to a residential neighborhood on the outskirts of town, where several sets of duplexes had been built. There were perfect, thick lawns that they could see had been laid in as sod like strips of carpet. There were two trees per lawn, roughly fifteen feet tall, planted with a backhoe that moved from building to building, all landscaping completed in an afternoon.
They toured the model duplex, and Jane, Sarah, and Iris were intrigued. The hardwood floors were perfect blond wood, the crown moldings were eight or ten inches to give the ceilings a vaulted look. The counters were all granite, and the cooking island was exactly like the ones in the home magazines. The master bathroom had a deep tub with jets, and the shower was surrounded by glass and had multiple heads, as though a team were going to use it.
Jane told the rental agent that she and Sarah and Iris would have to think about it. As they drove off, Sarah said, 'Is that kind of place a real possibility'
'It's leading the league right now,' Jane said. 'It's upscale, the sort of place that won't have lots of surprise police visits-or worse, surveillance. The place is so new you can smell the paint, so everyone will be a stranger, and nobody will be suspicious if you don't know your way around Pittsburgh.'
'Let's talk to Jim.'
They took the apartment. They paid the first and last months' rent with an electronic transfer from a Chicago bank account Jane held in the name Heather Gollensz.
Jane helped Iris and Sarah shop and decorate the apartment. They registered a sale of the Honda in the name John Leland, and got Pennsylvania plates. Other electronic transfers gave the Lelands a bank account, and Iris another. On the fifth morning in the new apartment, when Sarah emerged from her room on her way to the kitchen, she saw that Jane was sitting in the living room, fully dressed, with her suitcase at her feet.
'You're going'
Jane nodded. 'It's time.'
'I guess I felt it coming.'
Jane said, 'I left the things you'll need on the counter in the kitchen-a lot of cash, another gun, and some ammunition I brought with us from Ithaca. As soon as the permanent IDs and things show up in my post office box, a man will call me, and I'll pick them up and send them to you. Remember, the best way to keep from making a mistake is to stay scared.'
There was a short, tentative honk of a car horn.
Jane stood up and moved the curtain aside, then let it drop. 'That's my cab. I was going to say good-bye to Jim and Iris, too, but you'll have to do it.' She hugged Sarah. 'I'll see you before too long.' She took her suitcase and went out the door. Sarah watched her get into the cab and then saw the cab moving off down the street toward the highway.
13.
Dr. Carey McKinnon had performed his first surgery of the day at seven in the morning. It had been a relatively routine removal of a gallbladder with no complications, and as of his evening rounds, Mr. Gryzkowski and
