'I'm sorry.'

'But it works for you, huh, Jack? You don't care what happens to the kids. All you care about is that the claim doesn't get paid, right?'

'That's my job,' Jack says.

It's not all I care about — it's all I can do.

Letty gets up, says, 'Same old Jack.'

'Same old Jack.'

'Well, same-old Jack,' she says. 'I'd like to tell you to go to hell, but you're the only chance I have. If you deny the claim, maybe Nicky will sue you for bad faith. Then maybe there'll be a jury verdict that says that Nicky killed Pam. A family court judge would have to take 'judicial notice' of that verdict in a custody hearing.'

'That's a very long shot.'

'So do your job, Jack,' she says.

Like he'd do anything else.

She tosses her napkin down on the table.

'And get a life,' she says.

Right, Letty, Jack thinks. Tell me to get a life.

As you walk out, take it with you.

49

Dinesh Adjati takes one of Jack's samples, a small piece of charred wood, and scrapes a fragment into a glass flask. He adds 50 milliliters of pentane to the flask, then pours the whole mess through some filter paper into a clean flask.

The result is a clear liquid.

He repeats this procedure for all of Jack's samples, labeling and placing the flasks in a metal rack as he goes through them.

A robotic machine then caps each flask, inserts a syringe needle into each, withdraws a cubic millimeter of liquid, and lines up the samples to go through the gas chromatograph.

One of the allegedly dirty samples goes through first.

The sample gets shot into an injection port that is pressurized at about 60 pounds per square inch of helium gas and heated to 275 °C, which vaporizes the liquid. The helium chases the sample vapor into the core of the gas chromatograph.

This is a capillary tube, about 60 meters long and one-quarter of a millimeter in diameter. The inside of it is coated with methyl silicone, a thick viscous liquid. (Here's how Dinesh explains methyl silicone to juries. He says, 'If you put methyl silicone in a jar, and tip the jar upside down, and come back a day later, perhaps half of the liquid will have flowed to the bottom of the jar. If you come back another day later, probably most of it will be at the bottom. That's how thick this stuff is.')

The capillary tube (a.k.a. the GC column) starts out at room temperature, so the sample condenses into a liquid again, but the column is gradually heated inside an oven that houses it to 200 °C. The effect of all this is that the sample will gradually vaporize again and start a migration down the capillary tube.

Different chemicals make this trip at different speeds, separating from each other as a result. Some of the chemicals dissolve inside the silicone and take a long time to migrate down the tube. Other chemicals race through it lickety-split.

But, one after the other, the chemicals will emerge, each time registering a blip on the computer screen. The height of the blip indicates how much of that chemical is present. At the end of the process, you're looking at a forest of blips or peaks of various heights, which together form a recognizable pattern called the gas chromatogram.

The way Dinesh explains this concept to juries is to talk about cookie recipes. 'Look,' he'll say, 'a recipe might call for a tablespoon of cinnamon and a teaspoon of sugar. That's the composition of that particular cookie dough, if you will — it has cinnamon and sugar in certain defined intensities. Gasoline, kerosene, napalm — any of the accelerants you're testing for — are like cookie dough in this respect: they're made of many different substances, each present in different amounts.'

All the substances present in any given mixture will produce a unique and predictable gas chromatogram, a characteristic 'signature' of a given mixture.

Dinesh watches as the samples start to sign in.

He starts getting a little ripple at around five minutes. At ten a modest peak. The trace drops way down, then gives him a little hill at twelve minutes. At fifteen the peak goes Himalayan. Shoots up like a rocket. Down again at fifteen minutes, ten seconds. Up again at seventeen. Big peak at eighteen, and then it starts to settle. Modest peaks at twenty, which gradually settle down. At about twenty-eight minutes it's flat again.

Dinesh watches this on a graph.

The sample signs in.

It signs in 'Kerosene.'

For his next magic trick, he'll analyze the sample through a gas chromatograph with a special instrument, a mass spectrometer, attached to the back.

What happens is that the gases flow out of the GC column into a vacuum port, which sucks them into the mass spectrometer. The mass spec is a steel cylinder about four inches in diameter and two feet long. It has a glass port so you can see inside the guts, which basically consist of vacuum devices, steel plates, cylinders, wires, ceramic tubes, and turbopumps that are whirring at about 100,000 rpm.

In the center of all this is a glowing filament that bombards the chemical vapors with electrons, breaking them into electrically charged molecule-sized chunks, or ions. In a microsecond these ions are weighed; in a nanosecond they're counted.

The size and number of these ions produce a characteristic 'fragment signature.'

(Dinesh explains it to juries like this: 'Suppose you throw a flowerpot on the sidewalk. It will shatter into random pieces. It will break into different sizes and different numbers of pieces every time. No two fragments will be alike. But a molecule is a different kind of flowerpot — one with predetermined grooves, if you will. Every time you shatter it, it will break into exactly the same size and number of fragments. Each substance has its own unique, predictable fragment signature.')

Now the computer automatically compares the fragment signatures against the NIST (National Institute of Standards) mass spectral library profiles of certain substances and comes up with a match.

Kerosene.

Which almost every analyst in the country would call a definitive match. Not Dinesh. Not with a GC-mass spec, not with all those plasticizers out there gumming up the works.

So Dinesh takes the samples and runs them through a GC x GC.

'Comprehensive two-dimensional gas chromatography' is the technical term. Dinesh doesn't think of it that way. He thinks of it as looking into chemical mixtures through a Hubble telescope.

It starts off simply enough. Dinesh runs the sample through a gas chromatograph. Same process: the samples are vaporized and shot through a capillary filled with methyl silicone, where they separate into about two hundred groups of chemicals.

Instead of stopping there, or running them through a mass spec, Dinesh shoots them through an interface device into a second gas chromatographic column. See, each peak comes out of the first column for about ten seconds. Every three seconds, a little heater inside the oven is mechanically rotated. It has a slot in it which rotates over the column. It locally heats the column, which drives all the chemicals in that area out. As soon as they get beyond that 'hot zone,' they come to the unheated 'cold zone' and get sucked right back into the methyl silicone. This forms a sharp chemical pulse. This pulse is swept along a short length of column — about 50 millimeters — and eventually is launched down the tube by the heated zone into the second GC column.

Once again, they all travel down the tube and separate.

The trick is in the methyl silicone in the second column.

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