Youâre making me feel upper-upper-middle aged.â
She smiled that smile again. âJoshua.â
Maybe I should invite her up to my room. We could discuss all this in private. I could explain some of the finer points of investigative work.
âWhatâs the nothing definite? â I asked.
âOld stories. Secondhand, thirdhand. Stories that Roy and Melissa Alonzo would show up once in a while.â
âAs participants?â
âFrom what I gather, one is more or less compelled to participate. If youâre a participant, youâre not likely to go telling stories about everyone else.â
âEveryone else could tell the same stories about you.â
She nodded. âBut as I said, this is all second- and thirdhand information.â
âDo we know what sort of roles Roy and Melissa favored?â
âRoy, according to the stories, was the dominant, Melissa the submissive.â
âThose are the technical terms?â
âThose are the terms these people use. Sadist and masochist are passé.â
I nodded. âOkay. Tell me about the Underground Railroad.â
What she told me was that the people responsible for its organization were careful and smart. A woman and a child in need of helpâoccasionally a man and a childâfirst contacted them through an intermediary. Who, in Melissa Alonzoâs case, might well have been Elizabeth Drewer. They, whoever they were, would request convincing proof that sexual abuse had been committed. If they determined to their satisfaction that it had, and that the woman had attempted every legal means to protect the child, and had failed, they would provide her with instructions. How to vanish, leaving behind no trail. Where to go. How to get there: often by bus, sometimes in a private car with a driver, a âconductor,â who was part of the network.
From what Bonnie had been able to learn, there were four loosely structured but interlocking networks, one in the Northwest, one in the Northeast, and two in the South.
As she talked, I regarded Bonnie Nostromoâs face, her blue eyes, her mobile, intelligent features. I wondered if sheâd ever considered vanishing from Los Angeles. Ever considered, for example, relocating to a small, quaint Southwestern town â¦
âSometimes,â she said, âthey can zigzag, the mother and child, up and down the country, moving from one safe house to another. Go to Boise, Idaho, and then Las Vegas, and then Rockford, Illinois, and then New Orleans, or wherever, before they finally settle down.â
âWhy zigzag?â
âThere are some states where the network hasnât organized any safe house.â
âThese people, the Railroad, they provide papers? ID?â
âUsually. Birth certificates, some of them forged. Some obtained from public records.â
âThey visit cemeteries, find names whose birth dates match.â
She nodded. âAnd with the birth certificates, they can get driversâ licenses, Social Security cards.â
It was the classic method for obtaining false papers. âSo who are they? The organizers?â
She sipped at her soda. âNo one seems to know,â she said. âThere are supposed to be four or five of them. Elizabeth Drewer might be one.â
âWho runs the safe houses?â
She shrugged. âThey call themselves âkeymasters.â Some of them, apparently, are old sixties radicals. Some of them are childrenâs rights advocates. Some are just sympathetic familiesâsometimes the wife, sometimes the father, has a history of having been sexually abused.â
âWhere are we getting all this information?â
âOff the databases. Magazine articles.â
â People? â
She smiled. âAmong others.â
Iâd put the check in the mail tomorrow.
âOkay,â I said. âElizabeth Drewer?â
âSheâs one of the most vocal supporters of
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