here?” she asked again.
Puller said, “I’ve been ordered to investigate. I’m a soldier, so I follow orders.”
“So am I. And I’ve been assigned to work with you.”
“By who?” Puller said sharply.
“You just need to know that I have been. If you want to find out the source, feel free.”
“And you can’t just tell me why?”
“I don’t know you. So I don’t know if I can trust you. Not yet.”
“You’re not in uniform.”
“Neither are you.”
“I will be. At some point.”
“Maybe I will be too.” She glanced at the screen again. “You sure nothing caught your eye?”
“Nothing.”
“Let’s hope we can get beyond that.”
The way she said this made Puller stare at her strangely. “I’ve looked into the transformers at the substation and the generator.”
She shook her head dismissively. “Lightning overload, and microorganisms, and a pair of dumbass E-4s who’re going to get sliced and diced by their CO.”
“Exactly the way I saw it,” he replied, again watching her closely. “So we’re a team?”
She shrugged. “Only because the Army says so. I usually work alone.”
“At CID we work in groups.”
“Different strokes,” she retorted.
“What’s your take on the sound-making device? Shots and explosion?”
She looked at the screen. “Maybe your brother had it.”
“Where would he get something like that? And there’s his cell right there. You see anything like that in there? Because I don’t.”
She shot back, “I’m sure you know him better than I do. Maybe better than anyone, which might be the reason you’re here.”
Puller eyed the door. “You gone over the visitors’ log yet?”
“Next on my bucket list.”
“Shall we?”
She held the door open for him. “After you.”
Chapter
14
A S THEY WALKED down the hall, Puller said, “You talk to Al Jordan, guy who replaced the transformers?”
“I did,” Knox replied.
“And?”
“And what?”
“Did he mention anything that got your antennae up?”
“Like what?” she said.
“Like the people who came and took the blown-up transformers away?”
“No, he didn’t.”
“Did you ask to see the transformers?”
“No,” she said.
“Okay.”
She stopped walking, and he did too after a few paces. He turned to face her.
“What are you driving at, Puller?”
“Just asking questions and hoping to get some answers that make some sense.”
“What about the transformers?”
“Everybody thinks the storm blew them up.”
“And you don’t think that was the case?” she asked.
“I don’t think anything. I just follow the evidence. But a pretty simple examination of the transformers’ debris would have shown whether there was a bomb involved.”
“A bomb?” she said skeptically.
“A bomb,” he repeated. “Can’t blow something up without a few essential elements. The explosive, the detonator, a timer or a remote switch.”
“That I know. But your theory is someone blew up the transformers and sabotaged the backup generator in order to break your brother out of prison?” She paused, frowning. “You didn’t tell me you were a conspiracy freak.”
“And you think a storm just rolled along, blew out the main power, the backup coincidentally failed, and my brother walked out on his own, taking advantage of an opportunity that had occurred in just a few seconds while a company of MPs from Leavenworth was charging in? And for some reason the sounds of gunfire and an explosion just happened to coincide with it all going down? And an unidentified dead body left behind?” He cocked his head and looked at her more closely. “And I can tell from the expression on your face that you’ve already thought of this, which means everything that came before between you and me was an act on your part.”
She registered surprise. “Really? Based on an expression?”
He said, “I interrogate people for a living. Reading faces is part of that. People can lie with words, but
Puller said, “I’ve been ordered to investigate. I’m a soldier, so I follow orders.”
“So am I. And I’ve been assigned to work with you.”
“By who?” Puller said sharply.
“You just need to know that I have been. If you want to find out the source, feel free.”
“And you can’t just tell me why?”
“I don’t know you. So I don’t know if I can trust you. Not yet.”
“You’re not in uniform.”
“Neither are you.”
“I will be. At some point.”
“Maybe I will be too.” She glanced at the screen again. “You sure nothing caught your eye?”
“Nothing.”
“Let’s hope we can get beyond that.”
The way she said this made Puller stare at her strangely. “I’ve looked into the transformers at the substation and the generator.”
She shook her head dismissively. “Lightning overload, and microorganisms, and a pair of dumbass E-4s who’re going to get sliced and diced by their CO.”
“Exactly the way I saw it,” he replied, again watching her closely. “So we’re a team?”
She shrugged. “Only because the Army says so. I usually work alone.”
“At CID we work in groups.”
“Different strokes,” she retorted.
“What’s your take on the sound-making device? Shots and explosion?”
She looked at the screen. “Maybe your brother had it.”
“Where would he get something like that? And there’s his cell right there. You see anything like that in there? Because I don’t.”
She shot back, “I’m sure you know him better than I do. Maybe better than anyone, which might be the reason you’re here.”
Puller eyed the door. “You gone over the visitors’ log yet?”
“Next on my bucket list.”
“Shall we?”
She held the door open for him. “After you.”
Chapter
14
A S THEY WALKED down the hall, Puller said, “You talk to Al Jordan, guy who replaced the transformers?”
“I did,” Knox replied.
“And?”
“And what?”
“Did he mention anything that got your antennae up?”
“Like what?” she said.
“Like the people who came and took the blown-up transformers away?”
“No, he didn’t.”
“Did you ask to see the transformers?”
“No,” she said.
“Okay.”
She stopped walking, and he did too after a few paces. He turned to face her.
“What are you driving at, Puller?”
“Just asking questions and hoping to get some answers that make some sense.”
“What about the transformers?”
“Everybody thinks the storm blew them up.”
“And you don’t think that was the case?” she asked.
“I don’t think anything. I just follow the evidence. But a pretty simple examination of the transformers’ debris would have shown whether there was a bomb involved.”
“A bomb?” she said skeptically.
“A bomb,” he repeated. “Can’t blow something up without a few essential elements. The explosive, the detonator, a timer or a remote switch.”
“That I know. But your theory is someone blew up the transformers and sabotaged the backup generator in order to break your brother out of prison?” She paused, frowning. “You didn’t tell me you were a conspiracy freak.”
“And you think a storm just rolled along, blew out the main power, the backup coincidentally failed, and my brother walked out on his own, taking advantage of an opportunity that had occurred in just a few seconds while a company of MPs from Leavenworth was charging in? And for some reason the sounds of gunfire and an explosion just happened to coincide with it all going down? And an unidentified dead body left behind?” He cocked his head and looked at her more closely. “And I can tell from the expression on your face that you’ve already thought of this, which means everything that came before between you and me was an act on your part.”
She registered surprise. “Really? Based on an expression?”
He said, “I interrogate people for a living. Reading faces is part of that. People can lie with words, but
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