wasnât she, for this guy Quane?â
I nodded. âDonât blame her too much. Max was awfully good at manipulating people. It was a specialty of his. One of several.â
Audrey looked out the window to where her children were playing in the garden. They were playing tag although Nelson seemed to be bopping his sister a little harder than was really necessary. âI wonder if I told her what your friend Quane wanted to know?â
âYou probably told her exactly what he wanted to know.â
âHow can you be sure?â
âMax called me yesterday. He was as you said, twitchy, which wasnât at all like Max Quane. He said he had to see me. When I asked him why he said it was because he thought he knew what had happened to Arch Mix.â
Audrey rose, went over to a cabinet, took down a cannister labeled âpepper,â took out a cigarette, and lit it. It wasnât a real cigarette though; it was dope. She drew the smoke down into her lungs, held it, and then let it out slowly.
âShit,â she said. âDoes that mean that what I told Sally got Quane killed?â
âQuane got himself killed,â I said. âIf heâd really figured out what happened to Mix, he must have tried to get cute with it. He got cute with the wrong people.â
âI wonder what I told her?â
âWas there any single thing that Sally kept coming back to, pressing you on?â
Audrey took another drag on her marijuana, picked up the pepper cannister, and sat back down at the table. She offered me the cannister but I shook my head.
âSallyâs too smooth for that,â Audrey said. âI mean she would never make it obvious.â
âThere must have been something,â I said.
Audrey thought about it. âIn bed,â she said.
âShe was interested in you and Mix in bed?â
âNot really. But I once told her that after Arch and I had had a really good fuck he liked to just lie there and think out loud. I didnât mind because I was feeling good and remembering how fine it had been. But it was then that he was relaxed and confident and felt that he could talk about whatever was on his mind.â
âSo what did he talk about?â I said.
âThatâs what Sally askedâand kept asking, although I didnât notice it at the time.â
âShe must have been more specific than that.â
âUh-huh, she was, now that I think about it. She was especially interested in what Arch talked about just before we broke up. She kept coming back to that with the excuse that maybe there was something in what heâd said that would give me some clue about why it really happened. I mean our bust-up. So I told her what heâd said as best as I could remember.â
âBut then she would come back for something even more specific?â I said.
âHow do you know?â
âThatâs how I would have done it,â I said.
âYou are a shit.â
âCome on, Audrey. What the hell did you tell her?â
âShe kept coming back to a couple of nights right toward the last when Arch was talking about you and the union. He wasnât bad-mouthing you. It was just that heâd found out something that made him think of you and the union back in sixty-four.â
âWhat?â
âI told you I didnât take notes. Anyway, I was half asleep.â
âJust tell me what you told Sally.â
âI told her that Arch had told me that they were going to try to use the union just the way they had used it back in 1964 but that he, by God, was going to put a quick stop to it. Or something like that.â
I slumped back in my chair. âWhen did you tell her this?â
âA few days ago. Maybe a week. It was all very casual. Just talk. Or at least thatâs the way it seemed then. Does it mean anything?â
âIt sure as hell meant something to Max Quane.â
âDoes it mean
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