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“He didn’t at first. He thought Jack had taken the bullets.”
“Who did Lance want to take the bullets?”
“Lance wanted a clean hit on Majorov, but he didn’t get what he wanted. Instead, Jack’s backup man, a guy named Jeff Burns, took the lead.”
“And got himself cremated and scattered as a result?”
“Yeah, but Lance, apparently, didn’t know that until after the remains had been dealt with.”
“And when, in this scenario, did Jack emerge as the survivor?”
“Not until he was outta here, and back in New York.”
“So Lance was twice surprised?”
“He was. He’d already written a letter of consolation to Jack’s mother, but she turned out to be deceased. The letter was returned to Lance as undeliverable, and now it has to be forwarded to Burns’s mother.”
“So who’s the bad guy in all this, if not Lance?”
“Valery Majorov, that’s who.”
“And he thinks he killed Jack?”
“As best as Jack can determine. I mean, two in the head is dead to a guy like Majorov. He’s got somebody bleeding at his feet, that’s where he expected Jack to be.”
“Okay, I buy all that. But why did Majorov want Jack to be the dead guy?”
“Because in London a few years back, when Jack was working for your cousin Dick, he embarrassed Majorov in a major way—I’m not sure how—and Valery has a real good memory, never forgets anything, like an elephant.”
“If his memory is so good, wouldn’t he want confirmation that he offed the right guy?”
“I think we have to assume, for the moment, that Majorov thinks he killed Jack. Nobody has tipped him off, yet, about the identity confusion. This is why Jack is sporting a disguise.”
“Why don’t we assume—just for the hell of it—that Majorov has somehow figured it out. Does he still want to kill Jack?”
“He does.” Rawls took a breath. “And you.”
“Me? What do I have to do with all of this?”
“Apparently, Majorov just automatically assumes that anything bad that happens to him within, say, a thousand miles of your current location, is your fault.”
“He holds a grudge, does he?”
“With a death grip. And my memory is that you have fouled up Majorov’s existence half a dozen times. Or so.”
“So I’ve been watching the wrong guy’s ass all this time?”
“It would seem that the ass to worry about is the one you can hold on to with both hands.”
“Any advice?”
“I think Jack came up here to find Majorov and kill him. Why don’t you just give him time to do his work? And maybe get out of town while he’s at it. And not here in Maine.”
“That sounds like sane advice,” Stone said.
“Sanity is my hallmark,” Ed said. “Though there’s them that think otherwise.”
“England is nice this time of year,” Stone suggested.
