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Chapter 82

We drove with a minimal exchange of words to Jack’s house. I had the whole back seat to myself, and I let the landscape and the motion of the car lull me. When we reached our destination and the car came to a stop I wished we could drive on for a while longer, and that I could prolong this suspended moment of non-action till I knew what to do and where to go with my life. But no, it was time to get on my feet again.

Before getting out of the car Jack turned towards me and said, “There’s no need for you to stay at work for too long today. Call me when you are there and get a ride here from the detective on your way back”.

I smiled a faint sleepy smile and nodded.

“Not from a colleague, from the detective”, he iterated, looking at me and at Avery in turn.

“We’ll make sure nothing happens”, Avery reassured him, accompanying her words with a conclusive nod that meant, you can leave the car now.

But Jack was anxious and he before climbing up the stairs to his apartment he turned around again, and I waved a vague farewell sign with my hand, whispering, “don’t worry”, although Jack couldn’t hear me.

“Let’s go”, said Avery, pressing the accelerator

She drove in silence and I gradually slept back into the peaceful semi-conscious state I had experienced earlier, till we entered the highway. Then I sliced my eyes open and saw cars rolling fast on the 4 lane street and it all flashed back in my mind, FoodTech labs, the accident, McMurrich before her death. It didn’t seem true that I could get through my day without running into her and worrying about what she might ask.

“I haven’t called Brad…”, I said, more to myself than to Avery

Avery looked at me from the rear mirror, but didn’t answer

“Perhaps I should call him…”, I continued

“I spoke to him yesterday, there’s a new manager in charge now”, Avery told me

“Really? You should have told me before…”, I started, but it didn’t really matter after all

“I suppose I’ll have to meet him”, I continued carelessly

“Keep me informed about what you see, what the new manager decides to do with the polymer”, Avery reminded me

“But shouldn’t the authorities impose to stop all the research on the polymer?”, I said

It occurred to me only then that this was the most obvious and simple solution

“We cannot. FoodTech is a huge corporation, and we can’t just tell them to hold back a product that holds the promise of making you guys earn big bucks. Not unless we have definitive evidence. And even then it might not be so easy…”, she explained

“Why do you say, you guys?”, I snapped, offended

“Don’t you work there?”

“Yes, but I am not “them””, I objected

Avery shrugged

“Anyways, what do you mean you cannot stop them even if you have evidence?”, I continued, with an unintended bitter edge in my voice

“It means exactly this. It means that when a corporation is huge it can dictate the law, or, accommodate it if you will”

“So what’s the point of finding out what’s happening?”

“The point is that my daughter’s babysitter died and my colleague’s career got screwed and now I want to see clear through this. And perhaps pin these bastards down. You’ve got to keep trying, or else you lose from the start”, Avery said, and there was anger in her voice

“I will change life”, I said, suddenly realizing I really would

“One step at a time”, she replied, her tone calm again

“No I am really…”, I began

“Wait”, Avery said sharply and I froze

“What?”

“The car we just passed. The guy who followed us at the airport is driving it”

“Did he see us?”, I asked

“I don’t know. We’ll find out soon. And I am sorry, but you’ll be late for work”, Avery said, shifting lane and slowing down while other cars passed between our car and Ronny’s.

Then Avery moved to his lane, keeping behind him while leaving a couple of cars between our car and his.

She grabbed her radio.

“Detective Avery speaking. I am on highway 102, heading west. I am following a suspect, send reinforcements”

“Received. We will send another car”

“Ok”, Avery said and put down the radio

“If the guy doesn’t see us we might learn a lot from this ride”, she said, her eyes fixed on the road.

We drove for about half an hour along the highway, during which Avery did her best to make our presence unnoticeable. It was hard to tell if we were succeeding or if Ronny had seen us but had decided not to change speed anyways. I had drove along this part of the highway before, but never stopped to see what was around, and there didn’t seem to be much anyways. But then I saw an exit. Ronny took it and we followed. It was just our car and his on the road.

“Lay on the backseat. We can hope the guy didn’t get a full look at my face, but he certainly knows yours very well”, Avery told me

And so I lay on the backseat, looking at the clouds passing us by, wondering what we would do when we figured where Ronny was going, but not daring to ask and distract Avery. I felt like I did as a kid when there was an emergency, and my parents told me, “Stay here and don’t move”. I was tense, but then I couldn’t do much about what was happening and I sat there faithfully waiting for them to fix it

Avery picked up the radio again. “I took exit 109, I am following the car”

Some fuzz and a voice. “Your colleagues are 12 miles from your current location”

“Ok”, Avery said and cut the communication

She took a turn and continued driving more slowly than she had before. The asphalt became uneven. I had the feeling that we had moved onto a small street, and from what I could tell from my position there was nothing around.

“Where is this bastard going?”, Avery hissed, and took the radio again

“The man is going somewhere in the fields, he turned just now in an unpaved road. If I follow him there he’ll notice for sure, if he hasn’t already”

Fuzz and a voice on the other side of the line. “Your colleague is 0.5 miles from you now”

“Ok”, Avery said.

“I’ll get him on the line”

“Mariam, this is Sam”

“I see you now”, said Avery and pulled over few meters past the entrance of the road Ronny had taken

“I see you too, wait”

“Ok”, said Avery, and placed the radio on its holder.

She produced a binocular from the storage compartment.

“There a rundown house there, a sort of old farm, and there’s other two cars parked outside”, she told me. “We’ll drive there is a few moments, then I and my colleague will get out the car. You don’t move, don’t get out of the car and keep lying where you are now. Clear?”

“Yes”, I replied

“Good”, she said.

She sounded calm and in control, but was she?

I heard a noise of tires along dusty asphalt, and saw a car pulling over in front of us.

“Let’s wait a few moments before we go”, Avery said through the radio

“Ronny must know you were following him”, replied a male voice. Sam’s.

“Then why would he come here?”, Avery objected

“A trap?”

“Come in my car”, Avery replied, and after a moment Sam was sitting on the passenger side, and caught a glance of me lying on the back

“What?!”, he exclaimed

“I was driving her to work when we spotted Ronny”

“She shouldn’t be here”, Sam objected

“But she is”, Avery said, matter of fact

“There are three cars and at least three people in the house, and if we drive there they’ll see us coming for sure. The street gives on the front entrance”, she continued

“Let me see”, Sam said, taking Avery’s binocular

“They are walking away from the house”, said Avery

“To the area where trees are”, he added

“What are they doing?”, Avery said

“Let’s wait and see”, he replied, his eyes glued on the binocular

I saw the watch. 11.01 a.m. Everything became still in the car, Avery and Sam stopped speaking.

11.05.

“They are in the woods now”, Sam said

“Can you still track them?”, asked Avery.

“Sort of. They are digging something out of the ground. What the hell are they doing? Ok, move, now!”, Sam urged

“Luke, let’s go!”, he yelled into the radio

Our engine started, the wheels screeched, another car started, its noise following ours. So there was another policeman, Luke.

Avery reversed the car abruptly, and we raced across the field, the car jerking, bouncing me on the back seat.

“Don’t move girl!”, Sam almost yelled at me, turning briefly towards the back, before going back to the binocular

“I won’t”, I said, my voice shaking as I bounced

The car kept rolling fast, impossible not to notice us in the stillness of the burnt summer air.

“They are running back to the cars, bastards! They want to get away!”, Sam yelled, dropping the binocular on the floor and pulling out his gun.

Avery stopped abruptly, pulled out her gun, she and Sam opened the doors almost simultaneously

“Police. Stop!”, Avery yelled

The men kept running, I couldn’t see much from my position but I heard gunfire, it came from the men, then another shot, from Sam, a shout of pain, another shot and a second shout. A shot back at us, Avery and Sam bending behind the doors.

“Stop!”, another voice yelled from the car behind us. That was Luke

“Stop!”, again and then a shot, from Luke, a shot back, and another a shot from Avery.

“Ah!”, I heard, loud, painful, brutal, and a thump resonating in the Californian golden land.

I peeked from the back seat, disobeying, and saw Avery and Sam walk with determined anger, fear maybe, and then I saw Luke follow.

“Don’t move girl!”, they told me, but I could not help it and so I sat up, and saw three bodies sprawled on the yellowed grass.

Time dilated in an infinite present.

Ronnie, face down, his arm reaching out for a gun. It had fallen too far for him to grab it, but still he was trying, and although I knew it was us or him, it pained me to see him this way. He had told me he did not want to kill me, and a part of me still wanted to believe this was true.

The cleaning lady. She didn’t move, she was crouching in the fetal position, her face distorted in a grimace of pain and her jaw dropping. Nothing but a dead body now.

Sandeep. Sandeep tried to reach in his pocket.

“Put your hands up!”, Avery yelled but he wouldn’t listen.

“Hands up!”, she yelled again, but he kept moving his hands to his pocket.

And when they were finally in his pocket Sam hit his fist

“Ah!”, Sandeep shouted, his cry inhumane, loud, resonating from this well-educated man I had met in mint-clean labs, a top notch scientist in top notch facilities. The blood spread around him.

Sam walked back to the car, took the radio.

“We need an ambulance”, he said.

I was numb. I could not stich events, I just saw fragments of time, and motion and space.

Avery crouched on the body of the cleaning lady, turned her face upwards, touches her neck to felt the veins, shook her head.

She walked towards Sandeep, Luke was already there. Sam was walking towards the body of the cleaning lady, a camera in his hands. Click, click. Lest we forget.

I opened the car door, got up. Sam saw me, making a vague gest. I felt I could hear his unspoken words, “It doesn’t matter anyways”

“Did you pay these people to try and kill Iris Celati?”, Avery asked Sandeep

A moan of pain

“Did you?”, she repeated, her voiced rising

A fumbled no.

“What do you have to do with these people?”, she kept on hammering

Another moan of pain

“What?”, she asked again, keeping at him ruthlessly

Sandeep’s head dropped on the side. He leg and wrist were bleeding, although the rest of his body was intact. Avery bent on him and reached for his pocket. She produced a small chain, with a charm dangling from it, and her face darkened. She placed the charm back in his pocket, leaned on her knee a moment longer.

“Fuck”, she whispered.

Then she stood up, and in this erect position her traits seemed to harden.

I looked at Sandeep, my mouth glued by dryness. It felt like I would never speak again. I asked silent questions.

You were scared and you wanted your charm, is that so? You prayed for your own life, but how many people have you killed with a mint clean coat and powdered gloves?

I cannot say if what I felt was hatred or cold satisfaction.

“He passed out. Screw it”, Avery grunted, kicking the grass.

Sirens lacerated the air. Nurses walked fast with folding beds. The bodies were cleansed off the grass, but their red stains soaked the soil, uncleansed.

You can’t erase it all and get away with it. Fresh starts do not exist

The sirens moved away, fading, and there silence again.

I breathed, and heard my breath. In and out, loud and rhythmical.

“Let’s go find the treasure in the forest”, Sam said

The policemen started walking, and I stood behind, waiting.

We won this match. But watch us closely. Don’t we all look like a team of shipwrecked losers?