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〃What's in the basement？〃
〃One big room with twelve cubicles； twelve busy desks and a thousand file cabinets。 Electronically wired file cabinets。 I think it's the operations center for their money…laundering activities。 On the walls of the cubicles； she noticed names and phone numbers of dozens of banks in the Caribbean。 There's not much information lying around down there。 They're very careful。 There's a smaller room off to the side； heavily locked； and full of puters larger than refrigerators。〃
〃Sounds like the place。〃
〃It is； but forget it。 There's no way to get the stuff out without alerting them。 Impossible。 I know of only one way to bring the goods out。〃
〃Okay。〃
〃A search warrant。〃
〃Forget it。 No probable cause。〃
〃Listen to me； Tarrance。 This is how it's gonna be； okay？ I can't give you all the documents you want。 But I can give you all you need。 I have in my possession over ten thousand documents； and although I have not reviewed all of them； I've seen enough to know that if you had them； you could show them to a judge and get a search warrant for Front Street。 You can take the records I have now and obtain indictments for maybe half 。 But the same documents will get your search warrant and； consequently； a truckload of indictments。 There's no other way to do it。〃
Tarrance walked to the hall and looked around。 Empty。 He stretched his legs and walked to the Coke machine。 He leaned on it and looked through the small window to the east。 〃Why only half ？〃
〃Initially； only half。 Plus a number of retired partners。 Scattered through my documents are various names of partners who've set up the bogus Cayman panies with Morolto money。 Those indictments will be easy。 Once you have all the records； your conspiracy theory will fall in place and you can indict everyone。〃
〃Where did you get the documents？〃
〃I got lucky。 Very lucky。 I sort of figured had more sense than to keep the Cayman bank records in this country。 I had a hunch the records might be in the Caymans。 Fortunately； I was right。 We copied the documents in the Caymans。〃
〃We？〃
〃The girl。 And a friend。〃
〃Where are the records now？〃
〃You and your questions； Tarrance。 They're in my possession。 That's all you need to know。〃
〃I want those documents from the basement。〃
〃Listen to me； Tarrance。 Pay attention。 The documents in the basement are not ing out until you go in with a search warrant。 It is impossible； do you hear？〃
〃Who are the guys in the basement？〃
〃Don't know。 I've been there ten months and never seen them。 I don't know where they park or how they get in and out。 They're invisible。 I figure the partners and the boys in the basement do the dirty work。〃
〃What kind of equipment is down there？〃
〃Two copiers； four shredders； high…speed printers and all those puters。 State of the art。〃
Tarrance walked to the window； obviously deep in thought。 〃That makes sense。 Makes a lot of sense。 I've always wondered how ； with all those secretaries and clerks and paralegals； could maintain such secrecy about Morolto。〃
〃It's easy。 The secretaries and clerks and paralegals know nothing about it。 They're kept busy with the real clients。 The partners and senior associates sit in their big offices and dream up exotic ways to launder money； and the basement crew does the grunt work。 It's a great setup。〃
〃So there are plenty of legitimate clients？〃
〃Hundreds。 They're talented lawyers with an amazing clientele。 It's a great cover。〃
〃And you're telling me； McDeere； that you've got the documents now to support indictments and search warrants？ You've got them…they're in your possession？〃
〃That's what I said。〃
〃In this country？〃
〃Yes； Tarrance； the documents are in this country。 Very close to here； actually。〃
Tarrance was fidgety now。 He rocked from one foot to the other and cracked his knuckles。 He was breathing quickly。 〃What else can you get out of Front Street？〃
〃Nothing。 It's too dangerous。 They've changed the locks； and that sort of worries me。 I mean； why would they change the locks on the third and fourth floors and not on the first and second？ I made some copies on the fourth floor two weeks ago； and I don't think it was a good idea。 I'm getting bad vibes。 No more records from Front Street。〃
〃What about the girl？〃
〃She no longer has access。〃
Tarrance chewed his fingernails； rocking back and forth。 Still staring at the window。 〃I want the records； McDeere； and I want them real soon。 Like tomorrow。〃
〃When does Ray get his walking papers？〃
〃Today's Monday。 I think it's set up for tomorrow night。 You wouldn't believe the cussing I've taken from Voyles。
He's had to pull every string in the book。 You think I'm kidding？ He called in both senators from Tennessee； and they personally flew to Nashville to visit the governor。 Oh； I've been cussed； McDeere。 All because of your brother。〃
〃He appreciates it。〃
〃What's he gonna do when he gets out？〃
〃I'll take care of that。 You just get him out。〃
〃No guarantees。 If he gets hurt； it ain't our fault。〃
Mitch stood and looked at his watch。 〃Gotta run。 I'm sure someone's out there waiting for me。〃
〃When do we meet again？〃
〃She'll call。 Just do as she says。〃
〃Oh； e on； Mitch！ Not that routine again。 She can talk to me on my phone。 I swear！ We keep our lines clean。 Please； not that again。〃
〃What's your mother's name； Tarrance？〃
〃What？ Doris。〃
〃Doris？〃
〃Yeah； Doris。〃
〃Small world。 We can't use Doris。 Whom did you take to your senior prom？〃
〃Uh； I don't think I went。〃
〃I'm not surprised。 Who was your first date； if you had one？〃
〃Mary Alice Brenner。 She was hot too。 She wanted me。〃
〃I'm sure。 My girl's name is Mary Alice。 The next time Mary Alice calls； you〃do exactly as she says； okay？〃
〃I can't wait。〃
〃Do me a favor； Tarrance。 I think Tolar's faking； and I've got a weird feeling his fake heart attack is somehow related to me。 Get your boys to snoop around here and check out his alleged heart attack。〃
〃Sure。 We have little else to do。〃
33
TUESDAY morning the office buzzed with concern for Avery Tolar。 He was doing fine。 Running tests。 No permanent damage。 Overworked。 Stressed out。 Capps did it。 Divorce did it。 Leave of absence。
Nina brought a stack of letters to be signed。 〃Mr。 Lambert would like to see you； if you're not too busy。 He just called。〃
〃Fine。 I'm supposed to meet Frank Mulholland at ten。 Do you know that？〃
〃Of course I know that。 I'm the secretary。 I know everything。 Your office or his？〃
Mitch looked at his appointment book and pretended to search。 Mulholland's office。 In the Cotton Exchange Building。
〃His；〃 he said with a frown。
〃You met there last time； didn't you？ Didn't they teach you about turf hi law school？ Never； I repeat； never meet two times in a row on the adversary's turf。 It's unprofessional。 It's uncool。 Shows weakness。〃
〃How can you ever forgive me？〃
〃Wait till I tell the other girls。 They all think you're so cute and macho。 When I tell them you're a wimp； they'll be shocked。〃
〃They need to be shocked； with a cattle prod。〃
〃How's Abby's mother？〃
〃Much better。 I'm going up this weekend。〃
She picked up two files。 〃Lambert's waiting。〃
Oliver Lambert pointed at the stiff sofa and offered coffee。 He sat perfectly erect in a wing chair and held his cup like a British aristocrat。 〃I'm worried about Avery；〃 he said。
〃I saw him last night；〃 Mitch said。 〃Doctor's forcing a two…month retirement。〃
〃Yes； that's why you're here。 I want you to work with Victor Milligan for the next two months。 He'll get most of Avery's files； so it's familiar territory。〃
〃That's fine。 Victor and I are good friends。〃
〃You'll learn a lot from him。 A genius at taxation。 Reads two books a day。〃
Great； thought Mitch。 He should average ten a day in prison。 〃Yes； he's a very smart man。 He's helped me out of a jam or two。〃
〃Good。 I think you'll get along fine。 Try and see him sometime this morning。 Now； Avery had some unfinished business in the Caymans。 He goes there a lot； as you know； to meet with certain bankers。 In fact； he was scheduled to leave tomorrow for a couple of days。 He told me this morning you're familiar with the clients and the accounts； so we need you to go。〃
The Lear； the loot； the condo； the storage room； the accounts。 A thousand thoughts flashed in his mind。 It did not add up。 〃The Caymans？ Tomorrow？〃
〃Yes； it's quite urgent。 Three of his clients are in dire need of summaries of their accounts and other legal work。 I wanted Milligan to go； but he's due in Denver in the morning。 Avery said you could handle it。〃
〃Sure； I can handle it。〃
〃Fine。 The Lear will take you。 You'll leave around noon and return by mercial flight late Friday。 Any problems？〃
Yes； many problems。 Ray was leaving prison。 Tarrance was demanding the contraband。 A half million bucks had to be collected。 And he was scheduled to disappear anytime。
〃No problems。〃
He walked to his office and locked the door。 He kicked off his shoes； lay on the floor and closed his eyes。
The elevator stopped on the seventh floor； and Mitch bolted up the stairs to the ninth。 Tammy opened the door and locked it behind him。 He walked to the window。
〃Were you watching？〃 he asked。
〃Of course。 The guard by your parking lot stood on the sidewalk and watched you walk here。〃
〃Wonderful。 Even Dutch follows me。〃
He turned and inspected her。 〃You look tired。〃
〃Tired？ I'm dead。 In the past three weeks I've been a janitor； a secretary； a lawyer； a banker； a whore； a courier and a private investigator。 I've flown to Grand Cayman nine times； bought nine sets of new luggage and hauled back a ton of stolen documents。 I've driven to Nashville four times and flown ten。 I've read so many bank records and legal crap I'm half blind。 And when it's bedtime； I put on my little Dustbusters shirt and play maid for six hours。 I've got so many names； I've written them on my hand so I won't get confused。〃
〃I've got another for you。〃
〃This doesn't surprise me。 What？〃
〃Mary Alice。 From now on； when you talk to Tarrance； you're Mary Alice。〃
〃Let me write that down。 I don't like him。 He's very rude on the phone。〃
〃I've got great news for you。〃
〃I can't wait。〃
〃You can quit Dustbusters。〃
〃I think I'll lie down and cry。 Why？〃
〃It's hopeless。〃
〃I told you that a week ago。 Houdini couldn't get files out of there； copy them and sneak them back in without getting caught。〃
〃Did you talk to Abanks？〃 Mitch asked。
〃Yes。〃
〃Did he get the money？〃
〃Yes。 It was wired Friday。〃
〃Is he ready？〃
〃Said he was。〃
〃Good。 What about the forger？〃
〃I'm meeting with him this afternoon。〃 … 〃Who is he？〃
〃An ex…con。 He and Lomax were old pals。 Eddie said he was the best documents man in the country。〃
〃He'd better be。 How much？〃
〃Five thousand。 Cash； of course。 New IDs； passports； driver's licenses and visas。〃
〃How long will it take him？〃
〃I don't know。 When do you need it？〃
Mitch sat on the edge of the rented desk。 He breathed deeply and tried to think。 To calculate。 〃As soon as possible。 I thought I had a week； but now I don't know。 Just get it as soon as possible。 Can you drive to Nashville tonight？〃
〃Oh yes。 I'd love to。 I haven't been there in two days。〃
〃I want a Sony camcorder with a tripod set up in the bedroom。 Buy a case of tapes。 And I want you to stay there； by the phone； for the next few days。 Review the Bendini Papers again。 Work on your summaries。〃
〃You mean I have to stay there？〃
〃Yeah。 Why？〃
〃I've ruptured two disks sleeping on that couch。〃；
〃You rented it。〃
〃What about the passports？〃
〃What's the guy's name？〃
〃Doc somebody。 I've got his number。〃
〃Give it to me。 Tell him I'll call in a day or so。 How much money do you have？〃
〃I'm glad you asked。 I started with fifty thousand； right？ I've spent ten thousand on airfare； hotels； luggage and rental cars。 And I'm still spending。 Now you want a video camera。 And fake IDs。 I'd hate to lose money on this deal。〃