before.â
Mr. Pomeroy was looking fairly bored, but now lightens. âHave any friends seen you playing dress-up?â
âI can probably locate some.â
âHow are you fixed for funds?â
The lawyer is one who goes direct to the heart of things. Faloon tells him some allies are raising working capital. Freddy Jacoby in particular, who has got fat off the Owl over the years, with his fifty to eighty per cent lionâs share.
âMultiple personality is the old term, these days itâs dissociative identity disorder.â Pomeroy swings his briefcase up, pulls out papers that look like psychological studies. âOkay, assuming you have this disorder, I think itâs important that you understand it. Important if youâre to be cured.â
The fixer doesnât wink, but might as well have. What heâs really saying is, I hope youâre a fast learner, because, it turns out, another psychiatrist is coming to see him this afternoon, Dr. Endicott Sloan. What Pomeroy wants, though heâs too ethical to say it outright, is for the Owl to read these case studies, learn the symptoms, get into the role.
Faloon tells him of his brief ordeal with Dr. Dare, who walked out breaking a gut.
âIâll deal with Dr. Dare.â
âLet me ask you, Mr. Pomeroy, in the remote possibility this is going to work, where does it get me in the end?â
âThe ding ward instead of the big house. Youâre in a deep hole, Nick, especially since youâve already been convicted of oneattack on a woman. I watched some of that in court, by the way. The jury was lapping it up, she did an artful job on you.â
Thatâs where Faloon saw him, the Adeline Angella fiasco, lawyers would wander in and watch Beauchamp in action. He wants to ask Pomeroy whatâs the story on the Topeka condo developer who was out till 2 a.m., and are there other suspects, but the counsellor is off on this insanity sidetrack.
âA reasonable scenarioâyouâll correct me if Iâm wrongâgoes like this: Youâre at that outdoors café having a coffee. Word comes down about the murder, you go into a panic state, you lose your real identity. The stress causes you to retreat into the role of Gertrude Heeredam. Again.â
âAgain?â
âLike the night before.â
Faloon feels a chill. âI am carefully listening to this. Is our theory that the victim was snuffed by Gertrude Heeredam, and thatâs going to make Nick Faloon not guilty?â
âYou have a better idea?â
âArenât you going to ask if I did it?â
âI donât want to ask.â
âI am anxious you should know. I am as innocent as an angel, Mr. Pomeroy, at least the murder part.â
âOkay, then you had better explain how your sperm managed to find its way into her vagina.â
Faloon goes into shock.
âYou see, Nick, the Crown particulars have the semen coming up DNA-positive for you.â
Faloon canât find words, his mouth opens and shuts like a hooked, landed fish. He feels woozy. âThatâs notâ¦Mr. Pomeroy, thereâs got to be a mistake! Or someone else has got the same DNA!â
âDo you have an identical twin, Nick?â
âNo.â
âThen the chance of coincidence is roughly on a par with your winning this yearâs Miss Universe Pageant. Letâs get backto Dr. Sloan. Heâll conclude itâs not important you donât know Dutch, and that youâre probably fragmented into different women, as in this first case studyâ¦â
Distantly, Faloon hears the clanging of a cell door closing.
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Fear concentrates the mind, and Faloon is absorbing his lessons, getting ready for Dr. Sloan. Heâs even starting to think he may be sharing, as the text says, âtwo or more distinct identities that recurrently take control of the patientâs behaviour.â
This insanity bit might be his only