“I wonder who they are,” said Jamison. “And I wonder what happened to the men on the gurneys? Sumter said the place was really safe. No accidents.”
“Well, maybe what happened to them was no accident,” replied Decker.
THE ROOM WAS DARK. Any illumination appeared to be coming from a lamp in another area. A man sat in a comfortable upholstered chair. He was dressed in a suit, crisp white shirt, and a tie. His winged loafers were polished. His hair was salt and pepper. His face was creased with decades’ worth of worry, all honestly earned while serving on behalf of his country. His demeanor was calm; he was used to projecting such a façade in times of extreme peril.
This was one of those times.
His code name was Blue Man, which denoted the sky-high ring of seniority of which he was a member in America’s intelligence apparatus.
Will Robie sat opposite him.
“Amos Decker has the information?” asked Blue Man.
“He does. Plus the photos.”
“Good fortune shone on you last night, Robie.”
“It didn’t feel like it at the time. How’s Jess?”
“Busy” was all that Blue Man would say on that. “Now, I take it from your overall demeanor that you wonder why we are not performing a full frontal assault on this particular problem?”
“I do what I’m tasked to do,” said Robie evenly.
“But still.”
“Yes,” said Robie. “But still.”
Blue Man held up one of his hands. “Unfortunately, we have one of these tied behind our back, Robie. Very tightly, in fact.”
“Is that so?”
“Powerful interests are arrayed all over this situation. The problem is, while they are arrayed, they are notalignedwith our interests.”
“Money?”
“And power. Now if we knew for sure, with demonstrable proof, what is going on, it would be different. Without that, I can’t even get a meeting. I can’t even get an email returned. People would rather ignore a potential problem in the hope that it will go away.”
“And when it doesn’t?”
Blue Man looked dubiously at him. “You’ve been in this game long enough to know that when itdoesn’t, those who ducked their responsibilities will point fingers at others. That apparently qualifies as leadership in certain places.”
“Don’t you get tired of this shit, sir?”
“I became tired of it my first day on the job.” Blue Man leaned forward. “But if all of us who hate the status quo were to leave, then the status quo would not only remain, it would become intractable.”
“Meaning evil only wins—”
“—when good men and women do nothing. I choose to do something.”
“So what now?” asked Robie.
“Do you think he can find Ben Purdy?”
“If anyone can, I think Decker can.”
“I have a good friend at the Bureau. He speaks very highly of Decker. In fact, he told me Decker is the best pure investigator that the FBI has. He also said that Decker has some quirks.”
Robie nodded. “I read the file. The man’s entitled to some quirks after what happened to him.”