Chapter 58 Chapter fifty-seven

About 50 people were waiting at Washington National Airport for a midnight flight from Columbus, Ohio.Most of these people were picking up relatives. They looked sleepy and sullen, with shirttails sticking out from under their front jackets. Adeleji Mapp was in the crowd and was able to give Starling a full-body look as she stepped off the plane.Starling was pale, black under her eyes, and there was some black gunpowder powder on one cheek.Starling caught a glimpse of Mapp, and they hugged tightly. "Hey, girls!" said Mapp, "anything to check in?" Starling shook her head.

"Jeff is out in the car. Let's go home." Jack Crawford was outside too, his car parked in the driveway just behind Jeff's car.He was with Bella's relatives all evening. "I..." he began, "you know what you did, you hit a home run, kid." He touched her cheek. "what is this?" "A gunpowder wound. The doc said the two big ones would come off--better than digging at it." Crawford took her in his arms and held her tight for a moment, just a moment, then pushed her away and kissed her on the forehead. "You know what you did," he said again. "Go home. Go to bed. Sleep in. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

The new surveillance vehicle is designed for long periods of surveillance and is very comfortable.Starling and Mapp sat in the big chair in the back. Jack Crawford wasn't in the car, Jeff was driving a little harder.They galloped towards Kundyk. Starling sat in the car with her eyes closed.After a few miles, Mapp nudged her knee.Mapp had opened two small bottles of Coke, and she handed one to Starling, and took a half-pint of Jack Daniel's from her bag. They all took a big gulp of Coke, then poured the whiskey made from sour mash into the Coke bottle, inserted their thumbs into the neck of the bottle to seal it, shook it a few times, and sprayed the foam into their mouths.

"Ah-!" said Starling. "Don't spill that stuff in here," Jeff said. "Don't worry, Jeff," said Mapp.Then quietly turned to Starling, "You should have seen my man Jeff when he was waiting for me outside the hotel just now, he looked very upset, as if he was pulling some peach shit." , when Starling sank a little further in the chair, Mapp said, "How are you, Starling?" "Aderich, I don't know at all!" "You don't have to go back, do you?" "Maybe I have to go one day next week, but I hope not. The U.S. Attorney General came down from Columbus to talk to the Belvedere police, and I testified outside."

"Tell you some good things," said Mapp. "Senator Martin called here all night from Bethesda Sanatorium—you know they took Catherine to Bethesda? Well. She's all right ...he didn't physically screw her over. Emotionally traumatized, they don't know yet, gotta watch. Don't worry about school. Both Crawford and Bram called. Hearing cancelled. Yes, Krendler demanded his memo back. The hearts of these people are like oily balls, Starling - you can't be careless. You don't have to take the 'Search and Capture' exam at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, but You have a test on Monday, followed by a physical exam. We'll pop it on the weekend."

They had just finished their half-pint by the time they got north of Kundik and dumped the rest of the bottle into a bucket in a roadside car park. "That Pilcher, Dr. Pilcher of the Smithsonian, called three times and made me promise to tell you he called." "He's not a doctor." "What do you think you might do to him?" "Maybe. I don't know yet." "Listening to him seems to be quite funny. I have almost decided that the best thing about a man is humor. I said this without money, and at least he must be obedient." "Yes, and manners, which cannot be missed."

"Yeah. Get me a son of a bitch every time with a little grace!" Starling went to bed in a daze after taking a shower. Mapp turned on the light and read for a while, and didn't turn off the light until Starling's breathing stopped.During sleep, Starling's body moved, a muscle in her cheek twitched, and once her eyes were opened wide. When Mapp woke up sometime before dawn, he felt the room was empty.Mapp turned on the light.Starling wasn't in bed.Their laundry bags were missing, so Mapp knew where to look for someone. She found Starling in the warm laundry room.Starling dozed off as the washing machine spun slowly, rattling and rattling, smelling of bleach, laundry detergent, and fabric softener in the air.Starling had a degree in psychology—Ma Plan studied law—but Map understood that the rhythm of the washing machine was like the great beating of the heart, and that the rush of its water was the sound heard by the unborn. —that is our last memory of peace.