guilty party left to take the fall.
Myron nodded. Me.
Yes.
They stared at each other.
I didn't know about your daughter, he said.
I know that now.
You thought I helped Clu cover it up.
No, I know you helped Clu cover it up. What I wasn't sure about is if you knew what you were
doing. It was why I asked you to look for Lucy so I could see how deep your involvement
was.
The void, Myron said.
What about it?
Did this help fill it?
Sophie thought about it. Strangely enough, the answer is yes, I think. It doesn't bring Lucy back. But I feel as though she's been properly buried now. I think we can begin to heal.
So we all just go on?
Sophie smiled. What else can we do?
She nodded to Jared. Jared took his mother's hand, and they started back for the dugout.
I am very sorry, Myron said.
Sophie stopped. She dropped her son's hand and studied Myron for a moment, her eyes moving over his face.
You committed a felony by bribing those police officers. You put my family and me through years of agony. You probably contributed to my husband's premature death. You had a hand in the deaths of Clu Haid and Billy Lee Palms. And in the end you made me commit horrible acts I always thought I was incapable of committing. She stepped back toward her son, her gaze more tired now than accusatory. I won't hurt you any further. But if you don't mind, I'll let you keep your apology.
She gave Myron a moment for rebuttal. He didn't use it. They strode down the steps and disappeared, leaving Myron alone with the grass and the dirt and the bright stadium lights.
Chapter 39
In the lot Win frowned and holstered his .44. No one even pulled a gun.
Myron said nothing. He got into his car. Win got into his. Myron's cellular phone rang before he
had driven five minutes. It was Hester Crimstein.
They're dropping the charges, she said to him. Es-peranza will be out tomorrow morning.
They're offering up a full exoneration and apology if we promise not to sue.
Will you accept that?
It's up to Esperanza. But I think she'll agree.
Myron drove to Bonnie's house. Her mother opened the door and looked angry. Myron pushed
past her and found Bonnie alone. He showed her the note. She cried. He held her. He looked in
on the two sleeping boys and stayed in the doorway until Bonnie's mother tapped him on the
shoulder and asked him to leave. He did.
He headed back to Win's apartment. When he opened the door, Terese's suitcase was by the
entrance. She stepped into the foyer.
You're packed, Myron said.
She smiled. I love a man who misses nothing.
He waited.
I'm leaving in an hour for Atlanta, she said.
Oh.
I spoke to my boss at CNN. Ratings have been down. He wants me back on the air tomorrow.
Oh, Myron said again.
Terese pulled at a ring on her finger. You ever try a long-distance relationship? she asked.
No.
Might be worth a try.
Might be, he said.
I hear the sex is great
That's never been our trouble, Terese.
No, she said. It hasn't.
He checked his watch. Only an hour, you said?
She smiled. Actually, an hour and ten minutes.
Whew, he said, moving closer.
At midnight Myron and Win were in the living room watching television.
You'll miss her, Win said.
I'm flying down to Atlanta this weekend.
Win nodded. Best-case scenario.
Meaning?
Meaning you are the pitiful, needy type who feels incomplete without a steady girlfriend. Who
better than a career woman who lives a thousand miles away?
More silence. They watched a repeat of Frasier on Channel 11. The show was starting to grow on them both. An agent represents his clients, Win said during a commercial. You're his advocate. You can't worry about the repercussions.
You really believe that?
Sure, why not?
Myron shrugged. Yeah, why not? He watched another commercial. Esperanza said I'm
starting to get too comfortable with breaking the rules.
Win said nothing.
Truth is, Myron said, I've been doing it for a while. I paid off police officers to cover up a
crime.
You didn't know the severity.
Does that matter?
Of course it does.
Myron shook his head. We trample on that damned foul line until we can't see it anymore, he
said softly.
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about us. Sophie Mayor said that you and I do the same thing she did. We take the
law into our own hands. We break the rules.
So?
So it's not right.
Win frowned. Oh, please.
The innocent get hurt.
The police hurt the innocent too.
Not like this. Esperanza suffered when she had nothing to do with any of this. Clu deserved to
be punished, but what happened to Lucy Mayor was still an accident.
Win drummed his chin with two fingers. If we put aside an argument on the relative severity of
drunk driving, he said, in the end it was not merely an accident. Clu chose to bury the body.
The fact that he couldn't live with it doesn't excuse it.
We can't keep doing this, Win.
Keep doing what?
Breaking the rules.
Let me pose a question to you, Myron. Win continued his chin drumming. Suppose you were
Sophie Mayor and Lucy Mayor were your daughter. What would you have done?
