Chapter 59 Chapter 58

Jack Crawford awoke early in the morning from the couch in his study to the sound of his in-laws snoring inside the house.In this moment of free time before the heavy work of the day, what he thought of was not Bella's death, but the last words she said to him with bright and calm eyes: "What's going on in the yard?" He picked up Bella's dustpan, put on his bathrobe, and went outside to feed the birds, as he had promised to do.He left a note for his sleeping in-laws and tiptoed out of the house before sunrise.Crawford and Bella's relatives were always on good terms, more or less, and a little noise in the house was a relief, but he was happy to leave the house and go to Quintico.

He was in the office reading the telex newsletter of the previous night while watching the morning news when Starling suddenly appeared with her nose pressed against the glass of the door.He tossed some reports out of a chair to make room for her, and the two watched the news together without saying a word.No, here we come. The appearance of Jaime Gumm's old building in Belvedere appeared, its empty shopfronts facing the street, the soaped windows and the front blocked by thick barred doors.Starling was barely recognizable. "Dungeon of Horror," was the newscaster's name for it.

Then there is the well and the basement, rough and tumultuous, with cameras held up in front of the TV cameras, and an annoyed firefighter waving his arms to push the photographers back.The moths went crazy when they saw the TV light, and flew into the light; one moth landed on its back on the floor, flapped its wings, and finally flinched and died. Catherine Martin refused to get on the stretcher and was walking to the ambulance wrapped in a police uniform, the dog's face peeping through the lapel of the uniform. A side shot shows Starling walking quickly toward a car with her head down and her hands in her pockets.

The film has been edited to delete some of the more terrifying content.In the far part of the basement, the camera can only show the audience the low lime-sprinkled thresholds of several secret rooms; in the secret rooms are a group of figures made by Gumm with living people.The bodies counted in that part of the basement so far totaled six. Twice Crawford heard Starling breathe heavily through his nose.The news is temporarily interrupted and commercials are inserted. "Good morning, Starling." "Hello," she said, as if it wasn't early in the morning. "The Attorney General of the United States in Columbus faxed your testimony to me overnight. You have to sign a few documents for him.  … So you came out from Frederica Bemer's to find Stacey Huberka, and then went to Richard's and got that lady Bolding, that's where Bemel sewed them, and Mrs Bolding gave you Mrs Lippmann's The old address is the building over there."

Starling nodded. "Stacy Huberka went over there a few times to pick up Frederica, but it was Stacy's boyfriend who was driving, and she was confused and confused. Mrs. Bolding still had That address." "Mrs. Bolding never mentioned that there was a man in Mrs. Lipman's shop?" "No." A newsreel from the Betuta Naval Hospital began to play on the television.Senator Ruth Martin's face peeped through the window frame of a car. "Catherine was sane last night, yes. She was asleep and just sedated. We are counting our fortunes. No, as I said before, she was frightened, but sane, just Slightly hurt, one broken finger, dehydrated. Thanks." She poked the driver in the back. "Thanks. No, she mentioned the dog to me last night. I don't know what to do with it. We already have two dogs."

The story ended with a blank quote from an expert on stress who was due to speak to Catherine Martin later in the day to assess the emotional damage. Crawford turned off the TV. "How are you feeling, Starling?" "It's a bit numb...are you too?" Crawford nodded, and went on quickly, "Senator Martin has been on the phone all night. She's coming to see you, and Catherine is coming to see you as soon as she's able to walk." "I'm always at home." "And Krendler, he wants to come here too. He wants his memorandum back." "Remember, I'm not always home."

"Let me be blunt and give you some advice: use Senator Martin. Let her tell you how grateful she is, and let her hand you the chips. Don't delay, the lifespan of gratitude is not long. You may look like this recently. God will need her." "That's Adeleji's words." "Is your roommate, Mapp? The inspector told me that you have a make-up exam on Monday, and Mapp is going to help you revise and give you a hard time. She is only a point and a half ahead of her main competitor, Sterling Ferro, yes He told me." "Is it to be the valedictorian of the valedictorian?"

"But he's good, Stringfellow—he says she can't stop him." "Then he'd better take his lunch with him." On Crawford's cluttered desk is a chicken that Dr. Lecter had folded out of paper.Crawford pulled its tail up and down, and the chicken pecked. "Lecter is as famous as a platinum record—he's at the top of anyone's most-wanted list," he said. Be careful to maintain some good habits.” She nodded. "He's not free yet," said Crawford, "but when he's free, he's going to entertain himself. Let's be clear about this: You know he'll get at you, just as he'll It's the same as anyone else."

"I don't think he would have attacked me in the dark - that would be rude, and he was hesitant to ask questions in that rude way in the first place. Of course, as soon as I bored him, he would still do it. .” "In short, I still want to say that you should maintain good habits. Mark it on the registration card when you leave work-don't ask anyone to call to ask your whereabouts without a reliable ID card. If you don't mind, I would like to call you Put a tracking siren on it, as long as you don't press that button, the phone is still private." "I reckon he won't come to me, Mr. Crawford."

"But you heard everything I said?" "I heard it, I did hear it." "Take these testimonies and go through them. Add more if you want. We'll sign your signatures when we're done. I'm proud of you, Starling, and so are Bram and the Director. ' The words sounded stiff, not as natural as he'd hoped. He walked to the door of the office.She was walking away from him through the empty hall.In the grief as great as an iceberg, he still tried his best to shout: "Starling, your father saw you!"