“I’d like to hear it anyway,” Delgado said.
“So would I,” echoed Waldron.
Leary rolled his eyes toward the ceiling.
Stone briefly explained what terminal velocity is and what part it might have played in Sasha Nijinsky’s fall.
No one spoke. No one took his eyes off Stone.
“Of course,” Dino interjected suddenly, “the lady’s gotta be dead. You don’t fall twelve stories and write about it in your memoirs.”
“We’ve treated this as a homicide from the beginning,” Stone said.
“But you’ve no evidence of a homicide,” Everett said, a little too smoothly. “In fact, the available evidence – the diary – points to a suicide attempt.”
“In any case, the lady’s dead,” Delgado said irritably.
“But Detective Barrington doesn’t think so,” Everett replied. “Do you, Detective?”
Everybody turned back to Stone.
“I think it’s… just possible she may be alive,” Stone said uncomfortably.
“I think Detective Barrington thinks it’s more than just possible,” Everett said. “But what counts is, was she alive when she was taken from that ambulance?”
“She may have been,” Stone said.
“We know she was alive at the scene of her fall, because of the videotape evidence Detective Barrington has told us about,” said Everett, spreading his hands, the picture of reason. “And the ambulance collision occurred only minutes later.”
“It’s possible,” Delgado said, glaring at Stone.
“All that matters to me, gentlemen,” Everett said, “is that she may have been alive when she was taken. Kidnapped. Kidnapping, in the United States of America, is a federal crime.”
“Granted,” Waldron said. “But, surely, you see our position in treating this as a homicide?”
Everett nodded. “I’m not here for a jurisdictional dispute, Commissioner; honestly, I’m not. But your own chief of detectives has just admitted that Nijinsky may have been alive when she was taken, so I’m calling it kidnapping, for the purposes of investigation, and the FBI is, from this moment, on it. Any objections?”
No one said anything.
Everett stood up. “Well, if you’ll excuse me, gentlemen, my purpose here is accomplished. I have an investigation to conduct.” He shook hands with those on his side of the table, nodded to the two detectives, and left.
When Everett had gone, Delgado turned to Stone. “Nice going,” he said. “Now we’ve got the feds on our backs.”
“If you’ll excuse me, sir,” Stone said, “I’m glad to have them in. Maybe they’ll stumble on something we haven’t.”
“That’s all we need.”
Waldron spoke up. “I’m inclined to agree with Detective Barrington,” he said to Delgado. “If this case isn’t solved, we can share the, uh… credit.” He turned back to Stone and Dino. “Detectives,” he said seriously, “I think you’ve done a first-class job on this, and I want you to know you have my support. Is there anything you need for your investigation? Anything at all? Just name it.”
“We need a break,” Dino said.
Chapter 19
Dino snatched a file off his desk. “Let’s get out of here,” he said to Stone.
Stone waited until they were in the squad car before speaking. “What do you think?”
“I think we’re in the shit,” Dino said.