None of that addresses the question of why the burned man isn’t in the news footage.
Jeannie called to him. “Come inside, Ralph. It’s going to rain. You can smoke that smelly thing in the kitchen, if you have to have it.”
That isn’t why you want me to come inside, Ralph thought. You want me to come in because part of you can’t help thinking that Yune’s sack-man is lurking out here, just beyond the reach of the yard light.
Ridiculous, of course, but he could sympathize with her unease. He felt it himself. What had Jeannie said? The more you find, the wronger it gets.
Ralph came inside, doused his Tiparillo under the sink tap, then grabbed his phone off the charging stand. When Howie answered, Ralph said, “Can you and Mr. Pelley come over here tomorrow? I have a bunch of stuff to tell you, and some of it’s pretty unbelievable. Come to lunch. I’ll go out to Rudy’s and buy some sandwiches.”
Howie agreed at once. Ralph broke the connection and saw Jeannie in the doorway, looking at him with her arms folded over her chest. “Can’t let it go?”
“No, honey. I can’t. I’m sorry.”
She sighed. “Will you be careful?”
“I’ll tread with utmost caution.”
“You better, or I’ll tread on you without caution. And no need to get sandwiches from Rudy’s. I’ll make something.”
5
Sunday was rainy, so they convened at the Andersons’ seldom-used dining room table: Ralph, Jeannie, Howie, and Alec. Yune Sablo, at home in Cap City, joined them on Howie Gold’s laptop, via Skype.
Ralph began by recapping the things all of them knew, then turned it over to Yune, who told Howie and Alec about what they had found in the Elfman barn. When he was finished, Howie said, “None of this makes sense. In fact, it’s about four time-zones from making sense.”
“This person was sleeping out there in the loft of a deserted barn?” Alec asked Yune. “Hiding out? That’s what you’re thinking?”
“It’s the working assumption,” Yune said.
“If so, it couldn’t have been Terry,” Howie said. “He was in town all day Saturday. He took the girls to the municipal pool that morning, and he was at Estelle Barga Park all that afternoon, getting the field ready—as the home field coach, doing that was his responsibility. There were plenty of witnesses in both places.”
“And from Saturday til Monday,” Alec put in, “he was jugged in county jail. As you well know, Ralph.”
“There are all kinds of witnesses to Terry’s whereabouts almost every step of the way,” Ralph agreed. “That’s always been the root of the problem, but let it go for a minute. I want to show you something. Yune’s already seen it; he reviewed the footage this morning. But I asked him something before he watched, and now I want to ask you. Did either of you notice a badly disfigured man at the courthouse? He was wearing something on his head, but I’m not going to say what it was just now. Either of you?”
Howie said he hadn’t. All his attention had been fixed on his client and his client’s wife. Alec Pelley, however, was a different matter.
“Yeah, I saw him. Looked like he got burned in a fire. And what he was wearing on his head . . .” He stopped, eyes widening.
“Go on,” Yune said from his living room in Cap City. “Let it out, amigo. You’ll feel better.”
Alec was rubbing his temples, as if he had a headache. “At the time I thought it was a bandanna or a kerchief. You know, because his hair got burned off in the fire and maybe couldn’t grow back because of the scarring and he wanted to keep the sun off his skull. Only it could have been a shirt. The one missing from the barn, is that what you’re thinking? The one Terry was wearing in the security footage from the train station?”
“You win the Kewpie doll,” Yune said.
Howie was frowning at Ralph. “You’re still trying to hang this on Terry?”
Jeannie spoke up for the first time. “He’s just trying to get to the truth . . . which I’m not sure is the world’s best idea, actually.”
“Watch this, Alec,” Ralph said. “And point out the burned man.”
Ralph ran the Channel 81 footage, then the FOX footage, and then, at Alec’s request （he was now leaning so close to Jeannie’s laptop that his nose was nearly touching the screen）， the Channel 81 footage again. At last he sat back. “He’s not there. Which is impossible.”
Yune said, “He was standing next to the guy waving his cowboy hat, right?”