Reverend William Rivers,’’ said Diane. Of course they
knew that already.
‘‘Why?’’ asked Drew.
‘‘I wanted to hear what his opinion was on Clymene
O’Riley. It was a strange story she was telling me,’’ said Diane. ‘‘He’s had more contact with her than
anyone since she went to prison.’’
The marshals didn’t even blink. But Diane noticed
that the DA looked down at the table. Garnett’s expression didn’t change either.
‘‘And what did he think?’’ asked Drew.
Like Diane, the marshals didn’t gesture with their
hands as they spoke. Merrick had his fingers laced
together in front of him. Drew had his arms folded.
He sat back comfortably in the chair. Merrick leaned
forward slightly. Diane’s hands were laced together in
front of her also. They looked each other straight in
the eye as they spoke. The whole thing reminded her
of her visit with Clymene—all trying not to give anything away.
‘‘Rivers wanted to know what the evidence was that
convicted Clymene. I went through it with him,’’
said Diane.
‘‘And why did he want that information?’’ asked
Merrick.
‘‘He didn’t say,’’ said Diane. ‘‘But Clymene had
been a model prisoner and very helpful to the other
inmates, according to Rivers. He had heard from her
and perhaps from other prisoners that the evidence
against her was not very good. I believe he had begun
to doubt her guilt. But I don’t know that for sure.’’ ‘‘Do you think he would have helped her escape?’’
asked Drew.
‘‘I don’t know. I have to tell you, though, Clymene
is very gifted. I daresay she could make you like her,’’
said Diane.
The two deputy marshals looked mildly startled and
greatly skeptical. From the smirks on their faces, Diane
knew they thought she greatly overrated the powers of
Clymene O’Riley. Diane smiled back at them. ‘‘And how about you?’’ asked Merrick. ‘‘Do you
like her?’’
‘‘I don’t dislike her. It would be a stretch to say
that I like her,’’ said Diane. ‘‘She is, after all, a calculating, cold-blooded murderer.’’
‘‘So, do you think she could have made Rivers help
her escape?’’ said Merrick.
‘‘I don’t know. She’s not a wizard. She can’t make
people do things they don’t want to do. She can make
them predisposed to believe her,’’ said Diane. ‘‘How does she do that?’’ asked Drew, frowning
now like he seriously wanted to know the source of
her power.
‘‘You’ll have to ask FBI agent Kingsley. He would
know more about the psychology involved. He says
she’s a natural profiler. She has an uncanny ability to
size people up,’’ said Diane.
