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Whatever, they dumped the stuff into the ground and killed two babies and my son. And maybe your fiancée." |
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Waite was weighing Calvin's words against old suspicions. "Have you told anybody else?" |
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"Terry's with her sister in Maine. She's not in any state to handle it." |
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"Good, because if what you say is true, one of our president's men is up to his hiney in a coverup that could knock him out of the White House." |
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"Trouble is, there's no hard proof linking the stuff to Wick and BiOmega." |
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"Which means you can't blow the whistle until you have more. Otherwise, you may end up like Sally." |
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"I'm aware of that," Calvin said. |
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"Also, even if you did go to the authorities, they couldn't connect the stuff to BiOmega because what they did was classified and Wick has all the records, if they even exist . . . What the hell were they doing? Maybe something to do with the Vietnam War . . . considering when it was . . . But why buy the place after two decades?" |
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"Maybe they know the stuff's leaked out." |
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"Stories about strange animal behavior." |
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Waite shook his head. "They'd need something more substantive." |
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Suddenly a small rent in Calvin's memory. "My God," he said. "I remember Terry saying something about DPW guys drilling the streets around our place." |
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"The town had no record of them, no permits, town or state. And one of them came to the house one day for a drink. She offered him bottled water but he insisted on taking it from the tap." |
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"God, they were part of it," Calvin said. "They were working for Wick and found it in the water. The bastards knew for weeks, which is why they invited me to NYPI to set up the job offer. Then his wife shows up with a fat check to buy us out. They wouldn't take no for |
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