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　One　can　only　see　what　one　observes；　and　one　observes　only　things　which　are　already　in　the　mind。
　…ALPHONSE　BERTILLON
　
　
　
　。　。　。　For　Mercy　has　a　human　heart；
　Pity　a　human　face；
　And　Love；　the　human　form　divine；
　And　Peace；　the　human　dress。
　WILLIAM　BLAKE；　Songs　of　Innocence
　（　The　Divine　Image　）
　
　
　Cruelty　has　a　Human　Heart；
　And　Jealousy　a　Human　Face；
　Terror　the　Human　Form　Divine；
　And　Secrecy　the　Human　Dress。
　
　The　Human　Dress　is　forged　Iron；
　The　Human　Form　a　fiery　Forge；
　The　Human　Face　a　Furnace　seal'd；
　The　Human　Heart　its　hungry　Gorge。
　WILLIAM　BLAKE；　Songs　of　Experience
　（　A　Divine　Image　）
　
　
　
　CHAPTER　1
　
　Will　Graham　sat　Crawford　down　at　a　picnic　table　between　the　house　and　the　ocean　and　gave　him　a　glass　of　iced　tea。
　Jack　Crawford　looked　at　the　pleasant　old　house；　salt…silvered　wood　in　the　clear　light。　〃I　should　have　caught　you　in　Marathon　when　you　got　off　work；〃　he　said。　〃You　don't　want　to　talk　about　it　here。〃
　〃I　don't　want　to　talk　about　it　anywhere；　Jack。　You've　got　to　talk　about　it；　so　let's　have　it。　Just　don't　get　out　any　pictures。　If　you　brought　pictures；　leave　them　in　the　briefcase　…Molly　and　Willy　will　be　back　soon。〃
　〃How　much　do　you　know？〃
　〃What　was　in　the　Miami　Herald　and　the　Times；〃　Graham　said。　〃Two　families　killed　in　their　houses　a　month　apart。　Birmingham　and　Atlanta。　The　circumstances　were　similar。〃
　〃Not　similar。　The　same。〃
　〃How　many　confessions　so　far？〃
　〃Eighty…six　when　I　called　in　this　afternoon；〃　Crawford　said。　〃Cranks。　None　of　them　knew　details。　He　smashes　the　mirrors　and　uses　the　pieces。　None　of　them　knew　that。〃
　〃What　else　did　you　keep　out　of　the　papers？〃
　〃He's　blond；　right…handed　and　really　strong；　wears　a　size…eleven　shoe。　He　can　tie　a　bowline。　The　prints　are　all　smooth　gloves。〃
　〃You　said　that　in　public。〃
　〃He's　not　too　fortable　with　locks；〃　Crawford　said。　〃Used　a　glass　cutter　and　a　suction　cup　to　get　in　the　house　last　time。　Oh；　and　his　blood's　AB　positive。〃
　〃Somebody　hurt　him？〃
　〃Not　that　we　know　of。　We　typed　him　from　semen　and　saliva。　He's　a　secretor。〃　Crawford　looked　out　at　the　flat　sea。　〃Will；　I　want　to　ask　you　something。　You　saw　this　in　the　papers。　The　second　one　was　all　over　the　TV。　Did　you　ever　think　about　giving　me　a　call？〃
　〃Why　not？〃
　〃There　weren't　many　details　at　first　on　the　one　in　Birmingham。　It　could　have　been　anything　…　revenge；　a　relative。〃
　〃But　after　the　second　one；　you　knew　what　it　was。〃
　〃Yeah。　A　psychopath。　I　didn't　call　you　because　I　didn't　want　to。　I　know　who　you　have　already　to　work　on　this。　You've　got　the　best　lab。　You'd　have　Heimlich　at　Harvard；　Bloom　at　the　University　of　Chicago…〃
　〃And　I've　got　you　down　here　fixing　fucking　boat　motors。〃
　〃I　don't　think　I'd　be　all　that　useful　to　you；　Jack。　I　never　think　about　it　anymore。〃
　〃Really？　You　caught　two。　The　last　two　we　had；　you　caught。〃
　〃How？　By　doing　the　same　things　you　and　the　rest　of　them　are　doing。〃
　〃That's　not　entirely　true；　Will。　It's　the　way　you　think。〃
　〃I　think　there's　been　a　lot　of　bullshit　about　the　way　I　think。〃
　〃You　made　some　jumps　you　never　explained。〃
　〃The　evidence　was　there；〃　Graham　said。
　〃Sure。　Sure　there　was。　Plenty　of　it　…　afterward。　Before　the　collar　there　was　so　damn　little　we　couldn't　get　probable　cause　to　go　in。〃
　〃You　have　the　people　you　need；　Jack。　I　don't　think　I'd　be　an　improvement。　I　came　down　here　to　get　away　from　that。〃
　〃I　know　it。　You　got　hurt　last　time。　Now　you　look　all　right。〃
　〃I'm　all　right。　It's　not　getting　cut。　You've　been　cut。〃
　〃I've　been　cut；　but　not　like　that。〃
　〃It's　not　getting　cut。　I　just　decided　to　stop。　I　don't　think　I　can　explain　it。〃
　〃If　you　couldn't　look　at　it　anymore；　God　knows　I'd　understand　that。〃
　〃No。　You　know…having　to　look。　It's　always　bad；　but　you　get　so　you　can　function　anyway；　as　long　as　they're　dead。　The　hospital；　interviews；　that's　worse。　You　have　to　shake　it　off　and　keep　on　thinking。　I　don't　believe　I　could　do　it　now。　I　could　make　myself　look；　but　I'd　shut　down　the　thinking。〃
　〃These　are　all　dead；　Will；〃　Crawford　said　as　kindly　as　he　could。
　Jack　Crawford　heard　the　rhythm　and　syntax　of　his　own　speech　in　Graham's　voice。　He　had　heard　Graham　do　that　before；　with　other　people。　Often　in　intense　conversation　Graham　took　on　the　other　person's　speech　patterns。　At　first；　Crawford　had　thought　he　was　doing　it　deliberately；　that　it　was　a　gimmick　to　get　the　back…and…forth　rhythm　going。
　Later　Crawford　realized　that　Graham　did　it　involuntarily；　that　sometimes　he　tried　to　stop　and　couldn't。
　Crawford　dipped　into　his　jacket　pocket　with　two　fingers。　He　flipped　two　photographs　across　the　table；　face　up。
　〃All　dead；〃　he　said。
　Graham　stared　at　him　a　moment　before　picking　up　the　pictures。
　They　were　only　snapshots：　A　woman；　followed　by　three　children　and　a　duck；　carried　picnic　items　up　the　bank　of　a　pond。　A　family　stood　behind　a　cake。
　After　half　a　minute　he　put　the　photographs　down　again。　He　pushed　them　into　a　stack　with　his　finger　and　looked　far　down　the　beach　where　the　boy　hunkered；　examining　something　in　the　sand。　The　woman　stood　watching；　hand　on　her　hip；　spent　waves　creaming　around　her　ankles。　She　leaned　inland　to　swing　her　wet　hair　off　her　shoulders。
　Graham；　ignoring　his　guest；　watched　Molly　and　the　boy　for　as　long　as　he　had　looked　at　the　pictures。
　Crawford　was　pleased。　He　kept　the　satisfaction　out　of　his　face　with　the　same　care　he　had　used　to　choose　the　site　of　this　conversation。　He　thought　he　had　Graham。　Let　it　cook。
　Three　remarkably　ugly　dogs　wandered　up　and　flopped　to　the　ground　around　the　table。
　〃My　God；〃　Crawford　said。
　〃These　are　probably　dogs；〃　Graham　explained。　〃People　dump　small　ones　here　all　the　time。　I　can　give　away　the　cute　ones。　The　rest　stay　around　and　get　to　be　big　ones。〃
　〃They're　fat　enough。〃
　〃Molly's　a　sucker　for　strays。〃
　〃You've　got　a　nice　life　here；　Will。　Molly　and　the　boy。　How　old　is　he？〃
　〃Eleven。〃
　〃Good…looking　kid。　He's　going　to　be　taller　than　you。〃
　Graham　nodded。　〃His　father　was。　I'm　lucky　here。　I　know　that。〃
　〃I　wanted　to　bring　Phyllis　down　here。　Florida。　Get　a　place　when　I　retire；　and　stop　living　like　a　cave　fish。　She　says　all　her　friends　are　in　Arlington。〃
　〃I　meant　to　thank　her　for　the　books　she　brought　me　in　the　hospital；　but　I　never　did。　Tell　her　for　me。〃
　〃I'll　tell　her。〃
　Two　small　bright　birds　lit　on　the　table；　hoping　to　find　jelly。　Crawford　watched　them　hop　around　until　they　flew　away。
　〃Will；　this　freak　seems　to　be　in　phase　with　the　moon。　He　killed　the　Jacobis　in　Birmingham　on　Saturday　night；　June　28；　full　moon。　He　killed　the　Leeds　family　in　Atlanta　night　before　last；　July　26。　That's　one　day　short　of　a　lunar　month。　So　if　we're　lucky　we　may　have　a　little　over　three　weeks　before　he　does　it　again。〃
　〃I　don't　think　you　want　to　wait　here　in　the　Keys　and　read　about　the　next　one　in　your　Miami　Herald。　Hell；　I'm　not　the　pope；　I'm　not　saying　what　you　ought　to　do；　but　I　want　to　ask　you；　do　you　respect　my　judgment；　Will？〃
　〃Yes。〃
　〃I　think　we　have　a　better　chance　to　get　him　fast　if　you　help。　Hell；　Will；　saddle　up　and　help　us。　Go　to　Atlanta　and　Birmingham　and　look；　then　e　on　to　Washington。　Just　TDY。〃
　Graham　did　not　reply。
　Crawford　waited　while　five　waves　lapped　the　beach。　Then　he　got　up　and　slung　his　suit　coat　over　his　shoulder。　〃Let's　talk　after　dinner。〃
　〃Stay　and　eat。〃
　Crawford　shook　his　head。　〃I'll　e　back　later。　There'll　be　messages　at　the　Holiday　Inn　and　I'll　be　a　while　on　the　phone。　Tell　Molly　thanks；　though。〃
　Crawford's　rented　car　raised　thin　dust　that　settled　on　the　bushes　beside　the　shell　road。
　Graham　returned　to　the　table。　He　was　afraid　that　this　was　how　he　would　remember　the　end　of　Sugarloaf　Key…ice　melting　in　two　tea　glasses　and　paper　napkins　fluttering　off　the　redwood　table　in　the　breeze　and　Molly　and　Willy　far　down　the　beach。
　
　#　#　#
　
　Sunset　on　Sugarloaf；　the　herons　still　and　the　red　sun　swelling。　
　Will　Graham　and　Molly　Foster　Graham　sat　on　a　bleached　drift　log；　their　faces　orange　in　the　sunset；　backs　in　violet　shadow。　She　picked　up　his　hand。
　〃Crawford　stopped　by　to　see　me　at　the　shop　before　he　came　out　here；〃　she　said。　〃He　asked　directions　to　the　house。　I　tried　to　call　you。　You　really　ought　to　answer　the　phone　once　in　a　while。　We　saw　the　car　when　we　got　home　and　went　around　to　the　beach。〃
　〃What　else　did　he　ask　you？〃
　〃How　you　are。〃
　〃And　you　said？〃
　〃I　said　you're　fine　and　he　should　leave　you　the　hell　alone。　What　does　he　want　you　to　do？〃
　〃Look　at　evidence。　I'm　a　forensic　specialist；　Molly。　You've　seen　my　diploma。〃
　〃You　mended　a　crack　in　the　ceiling　paper　with　your　diploma；　I　saw　that。〃　She　straddled　the　log　to　face　him。　〃If　you　missed　your　other　life；　what　you　used　to　do；　I　think　you'd　talk　about　it。　You　never　do。　You're　open　and　calm　and　easy　now。　。　。I　love　that。〃
　〃We　have　a　good　time；　don't　we？〃
　Her　single　styptic　blink　told　him　he　should　have　said　something　better。　Before　he　could　fix　it；　she　went　on。
　〃What　you　did　for　Crawford　was　bad　for　you。　He　has　a　lot　of　other　people　…　the　whole　damn　government　I　guess　…　why　can't　he　leave　us　alone？〃
　〃Didn't　Crawford　tell　you　that？　He　was　my　supervisor　the　two　times　I　left　the　FBI　Academy　to　go　back　to　the　field。　Those　two　cases　were　the　only　ones　like　this　he　ever　had；　and　Jack's　been　working　a　long　time。　Now　he's　got　a　new　one。　This　kind　of　psychopath　is　very　rare。　He　knows　I've　had。　。　。　experience。〃
　〃Yes；　you　have；〃　Molly　said。　His　shirt　was　unbuttoned　and　she　could　see　the　looping　scar　across　his　stomach。　It　was　finger　width　and　raised；　and　it　never　tanned。　It　ran　down　from　his　left　hipbone　and　turned　up　to　notch　his　rib　cage　on　the　other　side。
　Dr。　Hannibal　Lecter　did　that　with　a　linoleum　knife。　It　happened　a　year　before　Molly　met　Graham；　and　it　very　nearly　killed　him。　Dr。　Lecter；　known　in　the　tabloids　as　〃Hannibal　the　Cannibal；〃　was　the　second　psychopath　Graham　had　caught。
　When　he　finally　got　out　of　the　hospital；　Graham　resigned　ftom　the　Federal　Bureau　of　Investigation；　left　Washington　and　found　a　job　as　a　diesel　mechanic　in　the　boatyard　at　Marathon　in　the　Florida　Keys。　It　was　a　trade　he　grew　up　with。　He　slept　in　a　trailer　at　the　boatyard　until　Molly　and　her　good　ramshackle　house　on　Sugarloaf　Key。
　Now　he　straddled　the　drif