Just waved the stump of his right wrist, weakly, vaguely, a dismissive little gesture."Did Knight confess to killing Anne Lane?"Hobart said, "He confessed to about a hundred thousand different things." Then he smiled, ruefully. "You had to be there. You had to know how it was. Knight was raving for four years. He was completely out of his mind for three. Me too, probably.""So how was it?" Pauling asked. "Tell us."Dee Marie Graziano said, "I don't want to hear this again. I can't hear this again. I'm going out."Pauling opened her purse and took out her wallet. Peeled off part of her wad. Didn't count it. Just handed the sheaf of bills straight to Dee Marie."Get stuff," she said. "Food, medicine, whatever you need."Dee Marie said, "You can't buy his testimony.""I'm not trying to," Pauling said. "I'm trying to help, that's all.""I don't like charity.""Then get over it," Reacher said. "Your brother needs everything he can get.""Take it, Dee," Hobart said. "Be sure to get something for yourself."Dee Marie shrugged, then took the money.
