stay with me until the dope wears off and we can decide what to do."
Cheryl looked at Spike.
"Him?" Cheryl said.
"Spike," Sunny said.
"I'll stay with you, too," Spike said.
38
J ESSE SAT with Suit and Molly in his office.
"Who's on the desk?" Jesse said.
"Eddie Cox," Molly said.
Jesse nodded.
"We have a married woman who fools around, and then one day her husband turns up dead," he said. "Normally, you'd figure it was the wife."
"But . . ." Molly said.
"But the woman has a history of swapping with her sister," Jesse said.
"So you'd think they'd swap husbands," Suit said.
"But if they were swapping husbands," Jesse said, "then why the motels? Why not walk next door?"
"Maybe the husbands weren't enough," Suit said.
"Nobody would swap with Knocko Moynihan," Molly said.
Both men stared at her.
"He's a pig," Molly said.
"He was a pig when Roberta married him," Jesse said.
"Maybe not," Molly said.
"But you'd swap with Reggie?" Suit said.
"I wouldn't swap with anybody," Molly said. "But Reggie's not a pig like Knocko was."
"These are very odd women," Jesse said.
"You bet," Molly said. "But a three-way with Knocko? I don't know why Roberta married him. But Rebecca didn't marry him, and I'm betting she wouldn't have sex with him at gunpoint."
"Woman's intuition," Suit said.
"You bet," Molly said. "Why we make better cops."
Jesse got up and walked around the office. He picked up his baseball glove from the top of a cabinet and rubbed his fist in the pocket.
"Rawlings," he said.
"What?" Molly said.
"It's a Rawlings glove," Jesse said.
"You used it when you played," Molly said.
"Yep."
They were all silent for a time as Jesse stood with his glove. Then he took it off, and put it back on top of the cabinet, and went back and sat down behind his desk.
"We got another victim, too," he said.
"Ognowski," Suit said.
Jesse nodded.
"You think the Bang Bang Twins . . . were, ah, doing business with Ognowski?"
"Let's check with Ms. Intuition," Jesse said.
Molly was quiet for a moment.
Then she said, "Maybe."
"That's all?" Suit said. " 'Maybe'?"
"It would make more sense if they were both practicing their craft with Reggie," Molly said.
"Why?"
"It just would," she said. "It seems somehow more incestuous."
"Incestuous?" Suit said.
"Twins sharing the same lovers?" Molly said. "There has to be something incestuous going on."
"Christ," Suit said. "Jesse?"
"Don't know much about it," Jesse said. "But I know someone who does."
39
Y OU WANT ME to explain repressed incest, once removed," Dix said. "Among people I've never met?"
"Yuh," Jesse said.
"While I'm at it, would you like me to help you with your mental health?"
"Sure," Jesse said.
Dix sat back in his chair and put his feet up.
"Okay, tell me what you know," Dix said.
While Jesse told him, Dix looked steadily at Jesse and never moved. When Jesse was through, Dix remained motionless and silent for what seemed to Jesse a full minute.
Then he said, "First, I'm sure you understand that this is not psychotherapy."
Jesse nodded.
"I am at best an educated consultant in this."
"Puts you ahead of me," Jesse said.
"You've been a cop long enough to know the difference between what you speculate about a suspect you haven't met and what you learn in an interview."
"Tell me what you speculate," Jesse said.
"Let's see what we've got here," Dix said. "They are identical twins."
"Yes," Jesse said.
"They were raised together simultaneously in the same environment."
"Yes."
"The father was a successful philanderer and an associate, at least, of criminals."
"Yes."
"The mother is rigid and religious."
"Yes."
"The twins are not close to their mother."
"Doesn't seem so," Jesse said.
"But they are close to each other," Dix said. "They dress alike, act alike. Apparently think alike."
"I have the sense that the parents encouraged them in that," Jesse said. "Mother thought it was God's will. Father thought it was cute."
"In some cases when two people
Cheryl looked at Spike.
"Him?" Cheryl said.
"Spike," Sunny said.
"I'll stay with you, too," Spike said.
38
J ESSE SAT with Suit and Molly in his office.
"Who's on the desk?" Jesse said.
"Eddie Cox," Molly said.
Jesse nodded.
"We have a married woman who fools around, and then one day her husband turns up dead," he said. "Normally, you'd figure it was the wife."
"But . . ." Molly said.
"But the woman has a history of swapping with her sister," Jesse said.
"So you'd think they'd swap husbands," Suit said.
"But if they were swapping husbands," Jesse said, "then why the motels? Why not walk next door?"
"Maybe the husbands weren't enough," Suit said.
"Nobody would swap with Knocko Moynihan," Molly said.
Both men stared at her.
"He's a pig," Molly said.
"He was a pig when Roberta married him," Jesse said.
"Maybe not," Molly said.
"But you'd swap with Reggie?" Suit said.
"I wouldn't swap with anybody," Molly said. "But Reggie's not a pig like Knocko was."
"These are very odd women," Jesse said.
"You bet," Molly said. "But a three-way with Knocko? I don't know why Roberta married him. But Rebecca didn't marry him, and I'm betting she wouldn't have sex with him at gunpoint."
"Woman's intuition," Suit said.
"You bet," Molly said. "Why we make better cops."
Jesse got up and walked around the office. He picked up his baseball glove from the top of a cabinet and rubbed his fist in the pocket.
"Rawlings," he said.
"What?" Molly said.
"It's a Rawlings glove," Jesse said.
"You used it when you played," Molly said.
"Yep."
They were all silent for a time as Jesse stood with his glove. Then he took it off, and put it back on top of the cabinet, and went back and sat down behind his desk.
"We got another victim, too," he said.
"Ognowski," Suit said.
Jesse nodded.
"You think the Bang Bang Twins . . . were, ah, doing business with Ognowski?"
"Let's check with Ms. Intuition," Jesse said.
Molly was quiet for a moment.
Then she said, "Maybe."
"That's all?" Suit said. " 'Maybe'?"
"It would make more sense if they were both practicing their craft with Reggie," Molly said.
"Why?"
"It just would," she said. "It seems somehow more incestuous."
"Incestuous?" Suit said.
"Twins sharing the same lovers?" Molly said. "There has to be something incestuous going on."
"Christ," Suit said. "Jesse?"
"Don't know much about it," Jesse said. "But I know someone who does."
39
Y OU WANT ME to explain repressed incest, once removed," Dix said. "Among people I've never met?"
"Yuh," Jesse said.
"While I'm at it, would you like me to help you with your mental health?"
"Sure," Jesse said.
Dix sat back in his chair and put his feet up.
"Okay, tell me what you know," Dix said.
While Jesse told him, Dix looked steadily at Jesse and never moved. When Jesse was through, Dix remained motionless and silent for what seemed to Jesse a full minute.
Then he said, "First, I'm sure you understand that this is not psychotherapy."
Jesse nodded.
"I am at best an educated consultant in this."
"Puts you ahead of me," Jesse said.
"You've been a cop long enough to know the difference between what you speculate about a suspect you haven't met and what you learn in an interview."
"Tell me what you speculate," Jesse said.
"Let's see what we've got here," Dix said. "They are identical twins."
"Yes," Jesse said.
"They were raised together simultaneously in the same environment."
"Yes."
"The father was a successful philanderer and an associate, at least, of criminals."
"Yes."
"The mother is rigid and religious."
"Yes."
"The twins are not close to their mother."
"Doesn't seem so," Jesse said.
"But they are close to each other," Dix said. "They dress alike, act alike. Apparently think alike."
"I have the sense that the parents encouraged them in that," Jesse said. "Mother thought it was God's will. Father thought it was cute."
"In some cases when two people
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