ad been seriously injured。 The senator's daughter was rumored to have had an abortion。 Mrs。 Morton was not available for ment； although reporters were standing outside the family townhouse in Arlington。
The senator's staff all agreed that the senator had been under enormous pressure lately； trying to balance family life and his own impending candidacy。 The senator had not been himself； he had been moody and withdrawn； and in the words of one staffer； 〃He seemed to have been troubled by something personal。〃
While no one questioned the senator's judgment； one colleague； Senator Dowling； said that Morton had 〃bee a bit of a fanatic about Japan lately； perhaps an indication of the strain he was under。 John didn't seem to think acmodation with Japan was possible anymore； and of course we all know that we have to make an acmodation。 Our two nations are now too closely bound together。 Unfortunately； none of us could have known the strain he was really under。 John Morton was a private man。〃
I sat watching the rocks in the garden turn gold； then red。 An American Zen monk named Bill Harris came out and asked me if I wanted tea； or perhaps a Coke。 I said no。 He went away。 Looking back inside； I saw flickering blue light from the tube。 I couldn't see Connor。
I looked back at the rocks in the garden。
The first gunshot had not killed Senator Morton。 When we kicked open the bathroom door； he was bleeding from the neck； staggering to his feet。 Connor shouted 〃Don't！〃 just as Morton put the gun in his mouth and fired again。 The second shot was fatal。 The gun kicked out of his hands and went spinning across the tile floor of the bathroom。 It came to rest near my shoes。 There was a lot of blood on the walls。
Then people started screaming。 I had turned back and I saw the makeup girl in the doorway； holding her hands to her face and screaming at the top of her lungs。 Eventually； when the paramedics came； they sedated her。
Connor and I had stayed until the division sent Bob Kaplan and Tony Marsh。 They were the detectives in charge； and we were free to go。 I told Bob we'd give statements whenever he wanted them； and we left。 I noticed that Ishiguro had already gone。 So had Eddie Sakamura。
That had bothered Connor。 〃That damn Eddie；〃 he said。 〃Where is he？〃
〃Who cares？〃 I said。
〃There's a problem with Eddie；〃 Connor said。
〃What problem？〃
〃Didn't you notice how he acted around Ishiguro？ He was too confident；〃 Connor said。 〃Much too confident。 He should have been frightened and he wasn't。〃
I shrugged。 〃You said it yourself； Eddie's crazy。 Who knows why he does what he does。〃 I was tired of the case； and tired of Connor's endless Japanese nuances。 I said I thought Eddie had probably gone back to Japan。 Or to Mexico； where he had said earlier that he wanted to go。
〃I hope you're right；〃 Connor said。
He led me toward the rear entrance to the station。 Connor said he wanted to leave before the press arrived。 We got into our car and left。 He directed me to the Zen center。 We had been there ever since。 I had called Lauren but she was out of the office。 I called Theresa at the lab but her line was busy。 I called home； and Elaine said that Michelle was fine； and the reporters had all gone。 She asked if I wanted her to stay and give Michelle dinner。 I said yes； that I might be home late。
And then for the next hour； I watched television。 Until I didn't want to watch any more。
It was almost dark。 The sand was purple…gray。 My body was stiff from sitting； and it was growing chilly。 My beeper went off； I was getting a call from the division。 Or perhaps it was Theresa。 I got up and went inside。
On the television set； Senator Stephen Rowe was expressing sympathy for the bereaved family； and talking about the fact that Senator Morton had been overstressed。 Senator Rowe pointed out that the Akai offer had not been withdrawn。 The sale was； so far as Rowe knew； still going through； and there would not now be any serious opposition。
〃Hmmm；〃 Connor said。
〃The sale is back on？〃 I said。
〃It seems it was never off。〃 Connor was obviously worried。
〃You don't approve of the sale？〃
〃I'm worried about Eddie。 He was so cocky。 It's a question of what Ishiguro will do now。〃
〃Who cares？〃 I was tired。 The girl was dead； Morton was dead； and the sale was going forward。
Connor shook his head。 〃Remember the stakes；〃 he said。 〃The stakes are huge。 Ishiguro isn't concerned about a sordid little murder； or even the strategic purchase of some high…tech pany。 Ishiguro is concerned about Nakamoto's reputation in America。 Nakamoto has a large corporate presence in America； and it wants it to be larger。 Eddie can damage that reputation。〃
〃How？〃
He shook his head。 〃I don't know； for sure。〃
My beeper went off again。 I called in。 It was Frank Ellis； the watch officer at division headquarters for the evening。
〃Hey； Pete；〃 he said。 〃We got a call for Special Services。 Sergeant Matlovsky； down at vehicle impound。 He's asking for language assistance。〃
〃What is it？〃 I said。
〃He says he's got five Japanese nationals down there； demanding to inspect the wrecked vehicle。〃
I frowned。 〃What wrecked vehicle？〃
〃That Ferrari。 The one in the high…speed pursuit。 Apparently it's pretty ragged： the impact crushed it； and there was a fire。 And the body was cut out with torches by the VHDV teams this morning。 But the Japanese insist on inspecting the vehicle anyway。 Matlovsky can't tell from the paperwork whether it's okay to let somebody look at it or not。 You know； whether it's material to an ongoing investigation or not。 And he can't speak the language to understand the Japanese。 One of the Japanese claims to be related to the deceased。 So； you want to go down there and handle it？〃
I sighed。 〃Am I on tonight？ I was on last night。〃
〃Well； you're on the board。 You traded nights with Allen； looks like。〃
I dimly remembered。 I had traded nights with Jim Allen so he could take his kid to a Kings hockey game。 I had agreed to it a week ago； but it seemed like something from my distant past。
〃Okay；〃 I said。 〃I'll handle it。〃
I went back to tell Connor I had to leave。 He listened to the story and suddenly jumped to his feet； 〃Of course！ Of course！ What was I thinking of？ Damn！〃 He pounded his hand in his fist。 〃Let's go； kōhai。〃
〃We're going to impound？〃
〃Impound？ Absolutely not。〃
〃Then what are we doing？〃
〃Oh； damn it； I'm a fool！〃 he said。 He was already heading for the car。
I hurried after him。
* * *
As I pulled up in front of Eddie Sakamura's house； Connor leapt from the car； and raced up the steps。 I parked and ran after him。 The sky was deep blue。 It was almost night。
Connor was taking the steps two at a time。 〃I blame myself；〃 he said。 〃I should have seen it earlier。 I should have understood what it meant。〃
〃What what meant？〃 I said。 I was panting a little； at the top of the steps。
Connor threw open the front door。 We went inside。 The living room was exactly as I had last seen it； earlier in the day； when I had stood there talking to Graham。
Connor went quickly from room to room。 In the bedroom； a suitcase lay open。 Armani and Byblos jackets lay on the bed； waiting to be packed。 〃The little idiot；〃 Connor said。 〃He should never have e back here。〃
The pool lights were on outside。 They cast a green rippling pattern on the ceiling。 Connor went outside。
The body lay face down in the water； naked； floating in the center of the pool； a dark silhouette in the glowing green rectangle。 Connor got a skimmer pole and pushed Eddie toward the far edge。 We hauled him up onto the concrete lip。
The body was blue and cold； beginning to stiffen。 He appeared unmarked。
〃They would be careful about that；〃 Connor said。
〃About what？〃
〃About not letting anything show。 But I'm sure we can find the proofs 。 。 。〃 He got out his penlight and peered inside Eddie's mouth。 He inspected the nipples； and the genitals。 〃Yes。 There。 See the rows of red dots？ On the scrotum。 And there on the side of the thigh 。 。 。〃
〃Alligator clips？〃
〃Yes。 For the electric shock coil。 Damn！〃 Connor said。 〃Why didn't he tell me？ All that time； when we were driving from your apartment to the television station to see the senator。 He could have said something then。 He could have told me the truth。〃
〃About what？〃
Connor didn't answer me。 He was lost in his own thoughts。 He sighed。 〃You know； in the end； we are just gaijin。 Foreigners。 Even in his desperation； we're excluded。 And anyway； he probably wouldn't tell us because 。 。 。〃
He fell silent。 He stared at the corpse。 Finally； he slid the body back into the water。 It floated out again。
〃Let somebody else do the paperwork；〃 Connor said； standing up。 〃We don't need to be the ones who found the body。 It doesn't matter。〃 He watched Eddie drift back to the center of the pool。 The head tilted down slightly。 The heels bobbed on the surface。
〃I liked him；〃 Connor said。 〃He did favors for me。 I even met his family when I was in Japan。 Some of his family。 Not the father。〃 He watched the body rotate slowly。 〃But Eddie was okay。 And now； I want to know。〃
I was lost。 I had no idea what he was talking about； but I didn't think I should say anythi