I picked up the car key and put it in my pocket. I spread my left leg wide and braced my foot and got comfortable on the tilted bench. I said, "Captain, you lied to your men about dating Sheriff Deveraux, am I right?"
Riley's father said, "What possible basis do you have for interrogating us?"
"Forty-nine minutes," I said. "Then the train gets here. "
"Are you mad?"
"A little grumpy, that's all. "
He said, "Son, don't say a word to this man. "
I said, "Captain, answer my question. "
Riley said, "Yes, I lied about Deveraux. "
"Why?"
"Command strategy," he said. "My men like to look up to me. "
I said, "Senator, why were Alpha Company and Bravo Company moved from Benning to Kelham?"
The old guy huffed and puffed for a minute, trying to convince himself to hold fast, but in the end he said, "It was politically convenient. Mississippi always has its hand out. Or in someone else's pocket. "
"Not because of Audrey Shaw? Not because you thought your boy deserved a little gift to celebrate his new command?"
"That's ridiculous. "
"But it happened. "
"Purely a coincidence. "
"Bullshit. "
"OK, it was a side benefit. I thought it might be fun. But nothing more. Decisions of that magnitude are not based on trivialities. "
I said, "Captain, tell me about Rosemary McClatchy. "
Riley said, "We dated, we broke up. "
"Was she pregnant?"
"If she was, she never said anything to me about it. "
"Did she want to get married?"
"Come on, major, you know any one of them would marry any one of us. "
"What was she like?"
"Insecure," he said. "She drove me nuts. "
"How did you feel when she was killed?"
"Bad," he said. "It was a bad thing to happen. "
"Now tell me about Shawna Lindsay. "
But at that point the senator decided they had taken all the shit they were going to take from me. He twisted around to dress me down, and then he remembered he was not supposed to move, and so he bounced back again like a stupid old mare against a new electric fence. He stared forward and breathed hard. His son didn't move. So they were taking a little shit from me, at least. Mainly the part nine millimeters wide. Thirty-five hundredths of an inch, in real money. A little smaller than a . 38, a lot bigger than a . 25. That's how much shit they were taking.
The old man took another breath.
He said, "That matter has been resolved, I believe. The Lindsay girl. And the other one. "
I said, "Captain, tell me about the dead women in Kosovo. "
His father said, "There are no dead women in Kosovo. "
I said, "Seriously? What, they live forever?"
"Obviously they don't live forever. "
"Do they all die in their sleep?"
"They were Kosovan women and it happened in Kosovo. It's a local matter. Just like this is a local matter, right here, right now. A local person has been identified. The army is not under a cloud. That's what we were celebrating tonight. You should have been there. Success is something to be happy about. I wish more people understood that. "
I said, "Captain, how old are you?"
Riley said, "I'm twenty-eight. "
I said, "Senator, how would you feel if your son was still a captain at thirty-three?"
The old guy said, "I would be very unhappy. "
"Why?"
"It would represent failure. No one stays five years at the same rank. You'd have to be an idiot. "
I said, "That was their first mistake. "
"What?"
"You heard me. "
"What do you mean, their? Who are they?"
"Do you have a grandfather?"
"Way back. "
"So did I. He was my granddad. But of course he was also lots of other kids' granddad too. There were about ten of us, I think. Four separate families. It always came as a surprise to me, even though I knew. "
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"It's the same thing with Senate Liaison. There's us, and there's the brass in Washington, and there's you. Like a grandfather. Except you're the Marine Corps' grandfather too. And they have their own Senate Liaison. They're probably a lot better than ours. They're probably willing to do whatever it takes. So you turned to them for help. But they made a number of mistakes. "
"I read the report. There were no mistakes. "
"Five years in the same rank? Deveraux is not the kind of person who spends five years in the same rank. Like you said, you'd have to be an idiot. And Deveraux is not an idiot. My guess is she was a CWO3 five years ago. My guess is she got two promotions since then. But your Marine Corps boys went ahead and wrote CWO5 on a file that was supposed to be five years old. They used an old picture but they didn't back off her terminal rank. Which was a mistake. They were in too much of a rush. "
"What rush?"
"Janice Chapman was white. Finally you had one people were going to take seriously. And she was linked to you. There was no time to waste. "
"What are you talking about?"
"This whole thing was about too much rush. You worked like crazy, and teased us about access to give yourself more time. But finally you got it done just after lunch on Sunday. The file was complete. The word came through while the chopper was in the air. So it went back empty. But then you waited until Tuesday before you released it for public scrutiny. I had a rather egotistical explanation for that. I thought it was because I was here on Sunday but not on Tuesday. But that wasn't the reason. You needed two days to make it look old. That was the reason. You had to scrape it up and scuff it around. "
"Are you saying that file was a forgery?"
"I know, you're shocked. Maybe you've known for nine months, or six, or maybe just a week or so, but we all know now. "
"Know what?" Reed Riley said.
I turned toward him. He was staring forward too, but he knew I was talking to him. I said, "Maybe Rosemary McClatchy was insecure because her beauty was all she had, so maybe she got jealous, and maybe that's where you got the idea for the vengeful woman. And she was pregnant anyway, and you'd already checked out the local sheriff, because that's what an ambitious company commander does, and it was easier for you than most, because of your connections, so you knew about her father and the empty house, and you're a sick bastard, so you took poor pregnant Rosemary McClatchy there and you butchered her. "
No response.
"And you liked it," I said.
No response.
"So you did it again. And you got better at it. No more dumping them in the ditch by the railroad track. You were ready for something more adventurous. Maybe something more appropriate. Maybe Shawna Lindsay also had delusions of marriage, and maybe she was talking about living in a little house together, so you dumped her on a construction site. You could drive through that neighborhood anytime you liked. You always had. The big dog, out on the prowl, in his old blue car. Part of the scenery. "
He said, "I broke up with Shawna weeks before she died. How do you explain that?"
"You ask them back, they come running, right?"
No answer.
I said, "And you put Janice Chapman behind a bar for the same reason. She was a party girl. And maybe you set yourself a little extra challenge that night. Third time lucky. Variety is the spice of life. Maybe you told the guys you were hitting the head, and you snuck out and did it in the same time you need to take a leak. Six minutes and forty seconds would be my guess. Which is not plausible. Not for Deveraux. That's where the alternative theory starts to falter. Did nobody think about how she's built? She couldn't lift a full-grown woman off a deer trestle. She couldn't carry a corpse to a car. "
Senator Riley said, "The file is genuine. "
I said, "It started out with its feet on the ground. Someone thought up a neat little story. The jealous woman, the broken arm. The missing four hundred dollars. It was quite subtle. Conclusions would be drawn by the reader. But then someone chickened out. They didn't want subtle anymore. They wanted a flashing red light. So you retyped the whole thing to include a car. Then you got on the phone and told your son to go put his own car on the train track. "
"That's crazy. "
"There was no other reason behind the stuff with the car. The car was senseless. It served no other purpose. Other than to nail the lid shut on Deveraux as soon as anyone opened that file. "
"That file is genuine. "
"They went too far with the dead people. James Dyer, maybe. We could buy that. He was a senior officer. Health maybe not the best. But Paul Evers? Too convenient. As if you were scared of people asking questions. Dead people can't answer. Which brings us to Alice Bouton. Is she going to be dead too? Or is she going to be still alive? In which case, what would she tell us if we asked her about her broken arm?"
"The file is completely genuine, Reacher. "
"Can you read, senator? If so, read this for me. " I slid the folded diner check from my pocket and tossed it in his lap.
He said, "I'm not allowed to move. "
I said, "You can pick it up. "
He picked it up. It shook in his hand. He looked at the back. He looked at the front. He turned it right way up. He took a breath. He asked, "Have you read it? Do you know what it says?"
I said, "No, I haven't looked at it. I don't need to know. Either way I've got enough to nail you. "
He hesitated.
I said, "But don't fake anything. I'll read it right after you, just to check. "
He took a breath.
He read out, "Per United States Marine Corps Personnel Command. "
He stopped.
He said, "I need to know this is not classified material. "
"Does it matter?"
"You're not cleared for classified material. Neither is my son. "
"It's not classified material," I said. "Keep reading. "
He said, "Per United States Marine Corps Personnel Command there was no Marine named Alice Bouton. "
I smiled.
"They invented her," I said. "She didn't exist. Very sloppy work. It makes me wonder if I was wrong. Maybe you watered down the subtlety in two separate stages. And maybe the car came first. Maybe it was Alice Bouton you wrote in at the last minute. Without enough time to steal a real identity. "
The old guy said, "The army had to be protected. You must understand that. "
"The army's loss is the Marine Corps' gain. And you're their granddaddy too. So professionally you didn't give a damn. It was your son you were protecting. "