LAMB: You have to find that call, Victor. That could be the key to everything.
SUAREZ: Which leads me to believe it’s already been wiped. But I’ll try. Also, your suspicion about Bernstein working for the Sables turned out to be accurate.
LAMB: He’s their fixer, right?
SUAREZ: They’re making sizable deposits to a secret account of Bernstein’s. No one, not even his wife, has access to this account.
LAMB: Damn it, I hate being right. There’s no way Bernstein should be allowed anywhere near this case, yet somehow, he’s the guy calling all the shots.
SUAREZ: I’m working on that too. A source tells me there’s a memo somewhere in which Bernstein spells out exactly why he’s the man for the job.
LAMB: Stellar work, as usual.
SUAREZ: Rain has a very faint digital trail. She’s either a true nobody or a ghost.
LAMB: I’m not sure which disturbs me more. Anyway, time to turn up the heat under Tricky Mickey.
SUAREZ: You’re going to have to settle on a nickname for him, boss. I can’t keep up.
LAMB: Ha-ha-ha. Get back to work.
Chapter62
Transcript of call from Cooper Lamb’s phone to Detective Michael Bernstein
ARIEL LAMB: Hello, I would like to speak with Detective Bernstein, please.
MICHAEL BERNSTEIN: Uh, yeah, this is…wait, who is this?
ARIEL: (Muffled) Dad, he’s on the line.
BERNSTEIN: Hello? Hello?
COOPER LAMB: (Muffled) Oops, thanks, honey. (Pause) Hey, Detective! Glad I caught you. This is Cooper Lamb. Got a minute? I have something very important you should know.
BERNSTEIN: Hang on—was that one of your kids just now?
LAMB: Yeah, that was my daughter, Ariel. I’m driving her and her brother to school, but I thought it was super-important to reach out to you right away. Don’t worry, they understand. Kind of goes with the territory.
BERNSTEIN: What do you want, Lamb?
LAMB: I mean, I imagine you share a little shop talk with your youngsters now and again. “Boy, you kids should have seen the floater we pulled out of the Delaware this afternoon, talk about fleshy bloat—”
BERNSTEIN: I don’t have time for this.
LAMB: Kids, the detective says he’s too busy to speak to someone involved in the case he’s investigating. Does that sound right to you?
BERNSTEIN: Lamb, I swear to God…
ARIEL: I think he should at least talk to you.
LAMB: Do you hear that, Detective? Out of the mouths of babes.
BERNSTEIN: Make it quick.
LAMB: This is too serious for the phone. Let’s meet up in one hour. You pick the place.
BERNSTEIN: Can’t do it.