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The Affair: A Reacher Novel

The Affair: A Reacher Novel

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Autoren: Lee Child
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“You’re pretty good. Nothing to be ashamed about, really. It’s not your fault.”
    I asked, “What isn’t?”
    She leaned back in her chair. She kept her eyes on mine. She said, “My daddy was sheriff here before me. Since before I was born, actually. He won about twenty consecutive elections. He was firm, but fair. And honest. No fear or favor. He was a good public servant.”
    I said, “I’m sure he was.”
    “But I didn’t like it here very much. Not as a kid. I mean, can you imagine? It’s the back of beyond. We got books in the mail. I knew there was a big wide world out there. So I had to get away.”
    I said, “I don’t blame you.”
    She said, “But some ideas get ingrained. Like public service. Like law enforcement. It starts to feel like a family business, the same as any other.”
    I nodded. She was right. Kids follow their parents into law enforcement far more than most other professions. Except baseball. The son of a pro ballplayer is eight hundred times more likely to make the Majors than some other random kid.
    She said, “So look at it from my point of view. What do you think I did when I turned eighteen?”
    I said, “I don’t know,” although by that point I was pretty sure I did know, more or less, and I wasn’t happy about it.
    She said, “I went to South Carolina and joined the Marine Corps.”
    I nodded. Worse than I had expected. For some reason I had been betting on the Air Force.
    I asked her, “How long were you in?”
    “Sixteen years.”
    Which made her thirty-six years old. Eighteen years at home, plus sixteen as a jarhead, plus two as Carter County Sheriff. Same age as me.
    I asked her, “What branch of the Corps?”
    “Provost Marshal’s office.” I looked away.
    I said, “You were a military cop.”
    She said, “Public service and law enforcement. I killed two birds with one stone.”
    I looked back, beaten.
    I asked her, “Terminal rank?”
    “CWO5,” she said.
    Chief Warrant Officer 5
. An expert in a specific specialized field. The sweet spot, where the real work was done.
    I asked her, “Why did you leave?”
    “Rumblings,” she said. “The Soviets are gone, reductions in force are coming. I figured it would feel better to step up than be thrown out. Plus my daddy died, and I couldn’t let some idiot like Pellegrino take over.”
    I asked her, “Where did you serve?”
    “All over,” she said. “Uncle Sam was my rich uncle. He showed me the world. Some parts of it were worth seeing, and some parts of it weren’t.”
    I said nothing. The waitress came back and took away our empty plates.
    “Anyway,” Deveraux said. “I was expecting you. It’s exactly what we would have done, frankly, under the same circumstances. A homicidebehind a bar near a base? Some kind of big secrecy or sensitivity
on
the base? We would have put an investigator on the post, and we would have sent another into town, undercover.”
    I said nothing.
    She said, “The idea being, of course, that the undercover guy in town would keep his ear to the ground and then step in and stop the locals embarrassing the Corps. If strictly necessary, that is. It was a policy I supported back then, naturally. But now I
am
the locals, so I can’t really support it anymore.”
    I said nothing.
    “Don’t feel bad,” she said. “You were doing it better than some of our guys did. I love the shoes, for instance. And the hair. You’re fairly convincing. You ran into a bit of bad luck, that’s all, with me being who I am. Although the timing wasn’t subtle, was it? But then, it never is. I don’t see how it ever could be. And to be honest, you’re not a very fluent liar. You shouldn’t have said the 110th. I know about the 110th, of course. You were nearly as good as we were. But really,
Hayder
? Far too uncommon a name. And the khaki socks were a mistake. Obvious PX. You probably bought them yesterday. I wore socks just like them.”
    “I didn’t want to lie,” I said. “Didn’t seem right. My father was a Marine. Maybe I sensed it in you.”
    “He was a Marine but you joined the army? What was that, mutiny?”
    “I don’t know what it was,” I said. “But it felt right at the time.”
    “How does it feel now?”
    “Right this minute? Not so great.”
    “Don’t feel bad,” she said again. “You gave it a good try.”
    I said nothing.
    She asked, “What rank are you?”
    I said, “Major.”
    “Should I salute?”
    “Only if you want to.”
    “Still with

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