Seven or eight feet. What play did you go see? asked Ellen suddenly, her gaze back on him — unnervingly so, Devine thought. Which cocksuckers are we talking about? Thats better, she said. Go fuck yourself. Did you reach any conclusion as to the distance at which the weapon was held? For some reason that was not entirely clear to him, Devine told her his number and Montgomery put it in her phone. Stone went to his e-mail and found the two attachments. Both photos seemed to have been taken when the two were still on active duty with the marines: they were in uniform and had whitewall haircuts. Cox had a big mustache, while Hardin just wore a sneer. Stone called Lance back, and they scrambled. After the paperwork was finished Frank Grimes was immediately taken to a room down the hall. So we sat there among the antiseptic smells and the constant ringing of phones and the techs who brought patients back to their loved ones, and for the first time Cindy told me about herself and her situation. Well, lemme tell you about that. Thats really something. These new demands ask for a whole passel of stuff but the key points are real simple. Theyre demanding a flat twenty percent pay increase across the board and a four-day week. Well, I mean that sits with the city like a saddle on a sow. The city just laughs at em. But these six guys whove taken over the negotiations by now, they don’t laugh back. They just smile as cool as you please and don’t budge an inch. Not that I know of. I walked over to the faux-golden stand, dropped to one knee and began feeling the metal underneath the candles. I pictured a recorder you could put in your pocket. It had to be at least large enough to be prominent under the bottom of the stand. The metal was hot below the candles. Hot and flat. Dino sat up and looked around.What? Were looking, Mason said. Those things are to help us look. Mr. Devine, Rachel Potter, Channel Forty-Four News. I understand that NYPD is investigating you in connection with the murder of Sara Ewes, a story I previously broke. Do you have a comment, Mr. Devine? You reallywerent at Cowl for the money. I knew it, she added in a self-satisfied tone. Theyre going to have to get some auditors, I said. Devine thought they would head to a private room. Instead, Cowl led him outside, to the pool area. There wasnt anyone else around, so itwas private, and maybe prearranged. Devine spotted a beefy security guard hovering at the rear door, probably to make sure no one else came out here. The lights were lit, and fancy tiki torches kept the bugs away, though crickets sounded off all around them and the smell of freshly mown grass dominated. Cowl sat at a table next to the pool and motioned for Devine to sit across from him. Devine did and put his beer down. Youd put the letter back into the bottle? Now Murfin had been abruptly dismissed and I thought I saw his back stiffen. But when he turned to leave he winked and grinned at me so I assumed that Vullo spoke to all the help like that and probably had since he was five. Frankly, I learned as much as I know from my nephew, George S. Adler. He started to confide in me, then changed his mind. I knew enough to know there had been such a letter. I wanted to find out more about it. I asked Dorothy if she had heard anything about it. She hadnt. I hoped my question would inspire her to make inquiries of Pete Cadiz..