some.â
âWell, those would count, and weâd have to go into those. But Iâm not worried about money at the moment. Iâm worried about your brother. Heâs just confessed to the most notorious series of murders in the history of Philadelphia, and heâs done it when thereâs decent circumstantial evidence that he might even be guilty in at least two of the cases. I donât think you realize that the district attorney wouldnât be required to prove that Henry killed all those women. Heâd only have to prosecute on the two. The fact that he had an alibi for one or two of the others wouldnât matter because you donât prosecute somebody as a serial killer. You prosecute for particular individual murders.â
âDoes he have an alibi for one or two of the others?â
âI donât know yet,â Russ said. âThatâs one of the things the private detective would be for.â
âDo you have a private detective in mind?â
âYes,â Russ said. âYes, I do. In fact, I know a couple.â
Elizabeth straightened up. âThen I suggest you go off and hire him and stay on as Henryâs attorney, and weâll work out the tangles on the money front in the next few days. I need to talk to my sister, Margaret. Will Henry be released on bail? Can we come and get him?â
âHe probably wonât be released on bail until the morning,â Russ said. âI can call you around, say, eight or eight thirty and let you know when the bail hearing will be. I should know by then. You could meet me there if you wanted to.â
âI think it would be the best thing, yes,â Elizabeth said. âI think itâs almost obligatory, isnât it, having the family around the accused, showing support?â
âYes,â Russ said. âWell.â
âWill he talk to me?â
âHe said not, before I called.â
âDonât bother asking again,â Elizabeth said. âDo what you need to do and call me in the morning, and Iâll come to the bail hearing. I donât think Iâve ever been in a criminal court before. Not even on Henryâs behalf. He usually just gets falling down drunk and thrown into the emergency ward, and we collect him from there. Thank you for calling me, Mr. Donahue.â
âYes,â Russ said again. âWell.â
Elizabeth placed the receiver into its base. Margaret was upstairs somewhere. She must not have heard the phone ring. Elizabeth would either haveto go hunt her out or take a seat in the living room and wait. If she waited, she would be more and more nervous anticipating the fight that surely was going to come. If she went upstairs, she risked interrupting Margaret in one of her nostalgic reveries, where nothing could or did matter but what life had been like, in Margaretâs imagination, in 1962.
The real trouble was this, and it was Margaretâs trouble as well as her own, although Margaret would never admit it. Elizabeth was fairly certain, and had been from the beginning, that Henry
had
murdered Conchita Estevez. She thought it at the time heâd been picked up, and she thought it now. Whether she also thought her half brother was the Plate Glass Killer was something else again, but about Conchita she was sure.
And that made bigger problems than it might seem to on the surface.
9
H enry Tyder had been in courtrooms beforeâhe had even been in courtrooms with his sisters beforeâbut those had been shabby places, with low ceilings, and judgeâs platforms made out of pressed wood with veneer. This was a different kind of place altogether that theyâd brought him to. Maybe the seriousness of the crime decided the seriousness of the courtroom. He tried to remember what it had been like with Conchita but couldnât. He didnât think heâd been in a courtroom then. He thought that had all taken place at the police
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