The Broken Window (Lincoln Rhyme 8)

"The tuna salad's better," said Lon Sellitto. "He made it himself."

"This'll do." She sat beside Rhyme, offered him a bite. He had no appetite and shook his head. "How's your cousin doing?" she asked, glancing at the open dossier on the turning frame.

"My cousin?"

"How's he doing in detention? This has to be hard for him."

"Haven't had a chance to talk to him."

"He's probably too embarrassed to contact you. You really should call."

"I will. What'd you find out from Geddes?"

She admitted that the meeting had yielded no great revelations. "Mostly it was a lecture on the erosion of privacy." She gave him some of the more alarming bullet points: the personal data collected daily, the int

rusions, the danger of EduServe, the immortality of data, the metadata records of computer files.

"Anything useful to us?" he asked acerbically.

"Two things. First, he's not convinced Sterling's innocent."

"You said he's got an alibi," Sellitto pointed out, taking another sandwich.

"Maybe not him personally. He might be using somebody else."

"Why? He's a CEO of a big company. What's in it for him?"

"The more crime, the more society needs SSD to protect them. Geddes says he wants power. Described him as the Napoleon of data."

"So he's got a hired gun breaking windows so he can step in and fix them." Rhyme nodded, somewhat impressed with the idea. "Only it backfired. He never thought we'd tip to the fact the SSD database was behind the crimes. Okay. Put it on the list of suspects. An UNSUB working for Sterling."

"Now, Geddes also told me that a few years ago SSD acquired a Colorado data company. Their main scrounger--that's a data collector--was killed."

"Any link between Sterling and the death?"

"No idea. But it's worth checking out. I'll make some calls."

The doorbell rang and Thom answered. Ron Pulaski entered. He was grim-faced and sweaty. Rhyme sometimes had an urge to tell him to take it easier but since the criminalist himself didn't, he figured the suggestion would be hypocritical.

The rookie explained that most of the alibis for Sunday checked out. "I checked with the E-ZPass people and they confirmed Sterling went through the Midtown Tunnel when he said. I tried his son to see if his dad called from Long Island just to double-check. But he was out."

Pulaski continued, "Something else--the Human Resources director? His only alibi was his wife. She backed him up but she was acting like a scared mouse. And she was like her husband: 'SSD is the greatest place in the world. Blah, blah, blah . . .' "

Rhyme, distrustful of witnesses in any event, didn't make much of this; one thing he'd learned from Kathryn Dance, the body language and kinesics expert with the California Bureau of Investigation, was that even when people are telling the God's truth to police they often look guilty.

Sachs went to their suspect list and updated it.

Andrew Sterling, President, Chief Executive Officer Alibi--on Long Island, verified. Awaiting son's confirmation Sean Cassel, Director of Sales and Marketing

No alibi

Wayne Gillespie, Director of Technical Operations No alibi

Samuel Brockton, Director, Compliance Department Alibi--hotel records confirm presence in Washington Peter Arlonzo-Kemper, Director of Human Resources Alibi--with wife, verified by her (biased?)

Steven Shraeder, Technical Service and Support Manager, day shift To be interviewed

Faruk Mameda, Technical Service and Support Manager, night shift To be interviewed