he said finally.
âWhat?â
âIt was an old skeleton,â he said again, getting his courage up. âIt had been there a long time. It hadâthe skin and the flesh had rotted away from the bone, it had done that naturally. Do you see?â
âOf course I see,â Lora said. âBut I still donât see why I should care, or why you should. Of course it was an old skeleton. The television said it had been in that backpack for twelve years. Really, you have to wonder what goes on with these people, the way these people live. They have no morals.â
Shpetim tried again. âIt wasnât in the ground there, where we found it,â he said. âIt wasnât there for twelve years.â
âHow do you know?â
âBecause weâre working that ground,â Shpetim said. âIâve been walking over it every day for monthsââ
âBut it was buried. You wouldnât know if you walked over something buried.â
âIt wasnât buried deep,â Shpetim said. âThey found itâthey didnât do anything, practically, and it was right there. And I walked over that ground just the week before. Andââ
âAnd?â
âAnd it didnât smell,â Shpetim said. âThere. Iâve said it. Iâve been biting my tongue, not to say it to the police. But that backpack couldnât have been buried in the ground like that for twelve years. It couldnât have been there a week. And weâre the only ones there. Weâre the ones who are on that ground every day. What if one of us put it there?â
âPut a skeleton of a baby?â Lora said.
âYes.â
âIn a backpack that belonged to that man who went missing? Thatâs what the television said. The backpack belonged to that man who went missing, that they found hanging from the billboard.â
âThe skeleton couldnât have been in the backpack all that time,â Shpetim said. âThere would have beenâI looked into the backpack and there was nothing in it. No ⦠noââ
âRot?â
âYes.â
âWould there have been rot after twelve years?â
âThere would have been something,â Shpetim said desperately. âIt didnât make sense, Iâm telling you. What if the skeleton didnât have anything to do with the man who was hanged? Or hanged himself? Or whatever it was? What if itâs something else? Somebody put the skeleton of a baby in a backpack and then put the backpack in the ground on my building site, and I donât know thatââ
âYou donât know anything,â Lora said. âYouâre jumping at shadows. This is our Nderi. That must be the girl. Sheâs a very beautiful girl.â
Shpetim Kika already knew that Anya Haseri was a beautiful girl. He just didnât think it was the point.
3
For almost the last week now, Darvelle Haymesâs clients had not been clients. They had been people who wanted to get a look atâeven to talk toâthe woman who might have killed Chester Morton. Darvelle knew all about those particular kinds of people. Sheâd met a lot of them after Chester first disappeared. Sheâd met them everywhere. Once, sheâd come homeâthat was to the old place, the bad placeâand found one of them in her living room, crawling around on the carpet with a magnifying glass, like a goddamned Sherlock Holmes.
So far, this time, there hadnât been much in the way of that kind of thing. There had been the âclientsâ who werenât clients, but it had all been very civilized and oblique. Sheâd go out to show a few houses to somebody who said she was looking for a four bedroom ranch or something new with copper plumbing. Then the questions would start. They were never direct questions. The âclientsâ never came out and said they knew she was the one everybody had talked
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