Maybe there are a bunch of clues hidden and Calculus didn’t have time to tie them together.”Vail took a few seconds to consider what she’d said. “Good point. Maybe he was waiting to see if we would make the first payment before linking them up. Or maybe the relative at the Chicago bank has the key.” Vail picked up the phone.“What are you doing?”“I’m calling Langston and having him forward the payment for Pollock to Chicago.”She took the phone from his hand. “I’m not sure he wants to hear from you just yet. I’ll call.”Vail watched her as she argued with the assistant director.“I know he’s dead, I was there, remember?”She glanced at Vail, and he noted an unusual disdain in her eyes.“This is why Calculus set up the alternative, in case something happened to him,” she continued. “We think there’s a possibility that the relative in Chicago may have the key to identifying more of them.” Her voice was gradually becoming insistent, its momentum unyielding.
