Molly cheerfully took the half…empty teapot back to the kitchen。 Hawkins heard a faucet running； the sound of silverware clanking in the sink。 In the bedroom； Danny Pogue put his mouth to Bud Schwartz's ear and said： 〃What if she shoots him？〃
Bud Schwartz hadn't thought of that。 Christ； she couldn't be that loony； to kill an FBI man in her own apartment！ Unless she planned to pin it on a couple of dirtbag burglars in the bedroom。。。。
When Molly came bustling out again； Billy Hawkins said： 〃We've sent the originals to Washington。 Hopefully they'll be able to say conclusively if it was the same typewriter。〃
Molly sat down。 〃It's quite difficult to tell； isn't it？ With these new electronic typewriters； I mean。 The key strokes are not as distinct。 I read that someplace。〃
The FBI man smiled confidently。 〃Our lab is very； very good。 Probably the best in the world。〃
Molly McNamara took out a pale blue tissue and began to clean her eyeglasses： neat； circular swipes。 〃I suppose it's possible；〃 she said； 〃that somebody in our little group has gotten carried away。〃
〃It's an emotional issue；〃 agreed Billy Hawkins； 〃this animal…rights thing。〃
〃Still； I cannot believe any of the Mothers would mit a crime。 I simply cannot believe they would steal those creatures。〃
〃Perhaps they hired somebody to do it。〃
Hawkins went into the briefcase again and came out with a standard police mug shot。 He handed it to Molly and said： 〃Buddy Michael Schwartz； a convicted felon。 His pickup truck was seen leaving the Amazing Kingdom shortly after the theft。 Two white males inside。〃
Behind the bedroom door； Bud Schwartz steadied himself。 His gut churned； his throat turned to chalk。 Danny Pogue looked frozen and glassy…eyed； like a rabbit trapped in the diamond lane of 1…95。 〃Bud；〃 he said。 〃Oh shit。〃 Bud Schwartz clapped a hand over his partner's mouth。
They could hear Molly saying； 〃He looks familiar； but I just can't be sure。〃
The hair prickled on Bud Schwartz's arms。 The old witch was going to drop the dime。 Unbelievable。
Agent Hawkins was saying； 〃Do you know him personally？〃
There was a pause that seemed to last five minutes。 Molly nudged her eyeglasses up the bridge of her nose。 She held the photograph near a lamp； and examined it from several angles。
〃No；〃 she said finally。 〃He looks vaguely familiar； but I really can't place the face。〃
〃Do me a favor。 Think about it。〃
〃Certainly；〃 she said。 〃May I keep the picture？〃
〃Sure。 And think about the Wildlife Rescue Corps； too。〃
Molly liked the way this fellow conducted an interview。 He knew precisely how much to say without giving away the good stuff…and he certainly knew how to listen。 He was a pro。
〃Talk to your friends；〃 said Billy Hawkins。 〃See if they have any ideas。〃
〃You're putting me in a difficult position。 These are fine people。〃
〃I'm sure they are。〃 The FBI man stood up； straight as a flagpole。 He said； 〃It would be helpful if I could borrow that Smith…Corona…the one that was used for your press announcements。 And the ribbon cartridge as well。〃
Molly said； 〃Oh dear。〃
〃I can get a warrant； Mrs。 McNamara。〃
〃That's not it；〃 she said。 〃You see； the typewriter's been stolen。〃
Billy Hawkins didn't say anything。
〃Out of my car。〃
〃That's too bad；〃 the agent said。
〃The trunk of my car；〃 Molly added。 〃While I was grocery…shopping。〃
She walked the FBI man to the front door。 〃Can I ask you something； Agent Hawkins？ Are you fellows investigating the death of the killer whale； as well？〃
〃Should we？〃
〃I think so。 It looks like a pattern； doesn't it？ Terrible things are happening at that park。〃 Molly looked at him over the tops of her glasses。 He felt as if he were back in elementary school。 She said； 〃I know the mango voles are important； but if I may make a suggestion？〃
〃Sure；〃 said Hawkins。
〃Your valuable time and talents would be better spent on a thorough investigation of the Falcon Trace resort。 It's a cesspool down there； and Mr。 Francis X。 Kingsbury is the root of the cess。 I trust the FBI is still interested in bribery and public corruption。〃
〃We consider it a priority。〃
〃Then you'll keep this in mind。〃 Molly's eyes lost some of their sparkle。 〃They've up and bulldozed the whole place；〃 she said。 The trees； everything。 It's a crime what they did。 I drove by it this morning。〃
For the first time Billy Hawkins heard a trembling in her voice。 He handed her a card。 〃Anything solid； we'll look into it。 And thank you very much for the tea。〃
She held the door open。 〃You're a very polite young man；〃 she said。 〃You renew my faith in authority。〃
〃We'll be talking soon；〃 said Agent Hawkins。
As soon as he was gone； Molly McNamara heard a whoop from the bedroom。 She found Danny Pogue dancing a one…legged jig； ecstatic that he was not in federal custody。 Bud Schwartz sat on the edge of the bed； nervously pounding his fist in a pillow。
Danny Pogue took Molly by the arms and said： 〃You did good。 You stayed cool！〃
Bud Schwartz said； 〃Cool's not the word for it。〃 Molly handed him the mug shot。 〃Next time b your hair；〃 she said。 〃Now then…let's have a look at those files you boys borrowed from Mr。 Kingsbury。〃
Joe Winder took Nina's hand and led her down the trail。 〃You're gonna love this guy；〃 he said。
〃What happened to the movie？〃
〃Later；〃 Winder said。 There's a ten o'clock show。〃 He hated going to the movies。 Hated driving all the way up to Homestead。
Nina said； 〃Don't you have a flashlight？〃
〃We've got a good hour till dusk。 e on。〃
〃It's my night off；〃 she said。 〃I wanted to go someplace。〃
Winder pulled her along through the trees。 〃Just you wait；〃 he said。
They found Skink shirtless； skinning a raccoon at the campsite。 He grunted when Joe Winder said hello。 Nina wondered if the plastic collar around his neck was from a prison or some other institution。 She stepped closer to get a look at the dead raccoon。
〃Import got him；〃 Skink said； feeling her stare。 〃Up on 905 about two hours ago。 Little guy's still warm。〃
Winder cleared a spot for Nina to sit down。 〃How do you know it was a foreign car？〃 he asked。 He truly was curious。
〃Low bumper broke his neck； that's how I know。 Usually it's the tires that do the trick。 That's because the rental panies prefer mid…sized American models。 Fords and Chevy's。 We get a ton of rentals up and down this stretch。〃
He stripped the skin off the animal and laid it to one side。 To Nina he said： 〃They call me Skink。〃
She took a small breath。 〃I'm Nina。 Joe said you were the governor of Florida。〃
〃Long time ago。〃 Skink frowned at Winder。 〃No need to bring it up。〃
The man's voice was a deep； gentle rumble。 Nina wondered why the guys who phoned the sex line never sounded like that。 She shivered and said： 〃Joe told me you just vanished。 Got up and walked away from the job。 It was in all the papers。〃
〃I'm sure。 Did he also tell you that I knew his daddy？〃
〃Ancient history；〃 Winder cut in。 〃Nina； I wanted you to meet this guy because he saved my life the other night。〃
Skink sliced the hindquarters off the dead raccoon and placed them side by side in a large fry pan。 He said to Nina： 〃Don't believe a word of it； darling。 The only reason he wanted you to meet me was so you'd understand。〃
〃Understand what？〃
〃What's about to happen。〃
Nina looked unfortable。 With one hand she began twisting the ends of her hair into tiny braids。
〃Don't be nervous；〃 Joe Winder said； touching her knee。
〃Well； what's he talking about？〃
Skink finished with the raccoon carcass and slopped the innards into a grocery bag； which he buried。 After he got the fire going； he wiped his palms on the seat of his new canvas trousers； the ones he'd taken off Spearmint Breath。 He watched； satisfied as the gray meat began to sizzle and darken in the fry pan。
〃I don't suppose you're hungry；〃 Skink said。
〃We've got other plans。〃 Nina was cordial but firm。
Skink foraged through a rubble of old crates and lobster traps； mumbled； stomped into the woods。 He came back carrying a dirty blue Igloo cooler。 He took out three beers； opened one and gave the other two to Nina and Joe Winder。
Before taking a drink； Nina wiped the top of the can on the sl