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transform inclined and they touched fingertips. No carnal thoughts here; the transform by dress and manner was straight as no orbit could be; Mary rarely crossed. But among professionals in going jobs friendship might be a chance thing and chances had to he advantaged. R Ellensbaw prospered at his high desk; no sherlocking to see this. The metro federal interface supervisor had the look of the oft therapied a man with guts stamina and manifold problems that he had spent years and hundreds of thousands of dollars to smooth. Mary would not have entered his office with a different attitude had he been whiz natural; he was higherup and she came to him with a problem she would not have wanted had the roles been reversed. Mary Choy respected leadership and valued overhead flak armor. M Choy. Welcome to Valhalla. Ellenshaw stood before his desk memo and slate in hand, not happy. Youve tumbled into a shink wasps nest. Yes, sir. Please sit. He looked her over sharply without a flicker of judgment or even male interest. Marys respect for him went up a notch. professional ice was tough to grow and maintain minus berging out and Ellenshaw did not look a berg; too therapied and self knowing for that. I have some questions and then your instructions. She sat, crossing long legs, black workpants hissing faintly. You are convinced personally that this Emanuel Goldsmith is the murderer? Yes, sir. Weve checked out this letter. It is indeed from Colonel Sir John Yardley. The ice was transparent enough for Mary to see Ellensbaws political stripe; like most west coast pd he had detested Raphkind and the tumescence of the Dirty East. Old politics old dirt. Do you have any idea where Emanuel Goldsmith is now? No, sir. Hes gone underground? I dont know, sir. Hispaniola? Its possible. But would Yardley have taken him in? Mary didnt hazard. You know this will become a federal football. The possibility that Goldsmith has gone to Hispaniola makes the halls echo, M Choy. Yes, sir. Theres no chance the federals can bury this. Too many gold and platinum names, too much high blood. So theyve handed the football to us. Jurisdiction primary. To keep your grip on the football, you have to be fresh snow, M Cboy. Are you? Yes, sir. Ive checked your record and I agree. I envy naturals, M Choy. I envy your record. Thank you, sir. Ive had to spend a fortune on therapy to untangle and smooth out. Its been worth it, but.. . So. That had been a calculated ice thinning and it bad worked; he had revealed enough about himself to make Mary feel she was in his confidence, that he had confidence in her. I believe you call it flak armor now, M Choy. Protection from this level so you can concentrate on your work. The armor is thin this case. You are not completely on your own and you are working a spike fence. We likely cannot catch you if you fall. Not in time. Clear? Yes, sir. The word here is, west coast federals hate the Yardley connection as much as I do. Its old, its Raphkind, it smells. East coast federal is still ambiguous and likely will be for years while the grand juries and courts grind slow. But maybe not. Yardley keeps pushing his imports.. . We keep blocking them. Spike fence. I give you permission to sniff all local trails and if theyre still cold after two days, you have clearance for an official visit to Hispaniola. Assistants if you need them, as many as five. Ill need two Hispaniolan experts, Mary said. My office will find them and pass their names and currvitas on to Supervising Inspector D Reeve, unless you have people in mind already.. She did not. Do I have your permission to query Citizen Oversight? Ellenshaw averted for a moment, frowning. We can only make so many Oversight queries. But if any case merits, this one does. You have permission to go to Oversight. Thank you. She inclined. Details are on your orders. Well work with federal to get Hispaniola to cooperate with you. Call me anytime. Dont be isolated. You might be our flak armor on this one.