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Show •136 happened I believe him." "I wouldn't believe Brady if he said two and two added up to four. And what about the other thing he told us, about Adam and Alice being about to split up? What do you know about that?" "Nothing. But I haven't been around much lately, except for Christmas once or twice. I might not have heard." "If you can call it splitting up when they were never very much together. Twice a week," I said. "They must have had something," Jacob said. "It would have been twenty years this fall." "Yeah? What would you call what they had?" "Love." "You're a romantic. It's a family curse. Adam was even worse than you and that's probably at the bottom of why he shot himself." Jacob looked surprised and almost rammed us into a Buick. "But Brady proved-" "Brady proved my ass," I said. "All that garbage about no powder burns found on the soft tissue--" I imitated Brady's voice. "Stop," Jacob said. His face was white. "So that the gun had to have been a certain distance away--" "Further than a man could reach," Jacob said. |
