Jacobs and Tate were in the elevator riding down to the lobby when a drop of blood fell on Tates shoulder. Another hit his shoe. [...] Shhhh. tate said in the lobby. Quietly, Berry, Howard, hes on the roof of the elevator. Keep it covered. [...] Tate wondered if the death of Dr Lecter meant Catherine Martin would die too, all the information lost when the lights went out in that monster mind. The officers were pulling him down now, the body coming upside down through the elevator hatch, eased down into many arms, an odd depression in a lighted box. The lobby was filing up, policemen crowding up to see. A corrections officer pushed forward, looked at the bodys outflung tattooed arms. Thats Pembry, he said.
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 23:01:27 +0000
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