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"Threatening you with the letter?"

"What do we do?" Gil says, beside him.

"He knew he had nothing on me. So he started in on your dad."

"It's the only other place he could've hidden it."

"Is this it?" Gil says.

But Paul is already inside, scanning the first floor. Without a word, he's deep into the house.

The wind hisses around the door as he opens it, muffling his words. I can see Paul mouth something to us, pointing at the house. He begins hiking toward it in the snow.

"He's still at the police station," Paul says, almost to himself. "The lights are off."

"Is this it?" Gil says.

"He's still at the police station," Paul says, almost to himself. "The lights are off."

Paul knocks again, then pulls a ring of keys from his pocket and cradles one into the slot. Putting a shoulder into the wood, he sweeps the door forward. Hinges squeal.

"That's why the police took Vincent in," he says. "I told them I saw Vincent near Dickinson when Bill was shot."

"Vincent. This morning."

"You lied to them."

"It's the only other place he could've hidden it."

The wind whips through the columns of the fa?ade, licking puffs of snow from the eaves. The window next door goes black. When Paul gets no answer, he tries to turn the knob, but the lock holds fast.

"He knew he had nothing on me. So he started in on your dad."

"Jesus, Paul," I say. "How do even you know the blueprint is here?"

"I'm the one who called the police too," he says.

"I'm the one who called the police too," he says.

"He knew he had nothing on me. So he started in on your dad."

"Paul" I get out of the car, trying to keep my voice at a whisper.

"Damn it." Gil brings the Saab to a halt and gets out. "Paul"

"He's still at the police station," Paul says, almost to himself. "The lights are off."

"We can't do this," I say as I walk toward them, trying for some authority.

"Paul" I get out of the car, trying to keep my voice at a whisper.

"Paul" I get out of the car, trying to keep my voice at a whisper.

"What do we do?" Gil says, beside him.

"Threatening you with the letter?"

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