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thousand in his checking, but he has a large savings account at the same bank, and they’re authorized to transfer funds to prevent overdrawing. My account’s the same way. If we give you one of Travis’s checks for twenty thousand—backdated so it appears to’ve been written before all this trouble—and one of mine for twenty, you could deposit them into your account. As soon as they clear, you’d buy eight cashier’s checks for five thousand apiece and send them to us.”
    Travis said, “The police will want me for questioning, but they’ll know I didn’t kill Ted Hockney because no man could’ve torn him apart like that. So they won’t put a lock on my accounts.”
    “If federal agencies are behind the research that produced Einstein and this creature,” Garrison said, “then they’ll be hot to get their hands on you, and they might freeze your accounts.”
    “Maybe. But probably not right away. You’re in the same town, so your bank should clear my check by Monday at the latest.”
    “What’ll you do for funds in the meantime, while you’re waiting for me to send you the forty thousand?”
    “We’ve got some cash and traveler’s checks left over from the honeymoon,” Nora said.
    “And my credit cards,” Travis added.
    “They can track you by credit cards and traveler’s checks.”
    “I know,” Travis said. “So I’ll use them in a town where we don’t intend to stay, and we’ll scoot out fast as we can.”
    “When I’ve purchased the cashier’s checks for forty thousand, where do I send them?”
    “We’ll be in touch by phone,” Travis said, returning to the couch and sitting at Nora’s side. “We’ll work something out.”
    “And the rest of your assets—and Nora’s?”
    “We’ll worry about that later,” Nora said.
    Garrison frowned. “Before you leave here, Travis, you can sign a letter giving me the right to represent you in any legal matters that may
    arise. If anyone does try to freeze your assets, or Nora’s, I can beat them off if at all possible—though I’ll keep a low profile until they connect me with you.”
    “Nora’s funds are probably safe for a while. She and I haven’t told anyone but you about the marriage. The neighbors will tell the police I left in the company of a woman, but they won’t know who she is. Have you told anyone about us?”
    “Just my secretary, Mrs. Ashcroft. But she’s not a gossip.”
    “All right, then,” Travis said. “I don’t think the authorities will find out about the marriage license, so they might take quite a while to come up with Nora’s name. But when they do, they’ll discover you’re her attorney. If they monitor my accounts for canceled checks in the hope of learning where I’ve gone, they’ll know about the twenty thousand I paid to you, and they’ll come looking for you—”
    “That doesn’t give me the slightest pause,” Garrison said.
    “Maybe not,” Travis said. “But as soon as they connect me to Nora and both of us to you, they’ll be watching you closely. As soon as that happens . . . then the next time we call, you’ll have to tell us at once, so we can hang up and break off all contact with you.”
    “I understand perfectly,” the attorney said.
    “Garrison,” Nora said, “you don’t have to involve yourself in this. We’re really asking too much of you.”
    “Listen, my dear, I’m almost seventy-one. I still enjoy my law practice, and I still go sailing . . . but in truth I find life a bit on the dull side these days. This affair is just what I need to get my ancient blood flowing faster. Besides, I do believe you have an obligation to help keep Einstein free, not just for the reasons you mentioned but because . . . mankind has no right to employ its genius in the creation of another intelligent species, then treat it like property. If we’ve come so far that we can create as God creates, then we have to learn to act with the justice and mercy of God. In this case, justice and mercy require that Einstein remain free.”
    Einstein raised his head from the attorney’s lap, gazed up admiringly, then nuzzled his cold nose under Garrison’s chin.
     
     
    In the three-car garage, Garrison kept a new black Mercedes 560 SEL, an older white Mercedes 500 SEL with pale-blue interior, and a green Jeep that he used primarily to drive down to the marina, where he kept his boat.
    “The white one used to belong to Francine, my wife,” the attorney said as he led them to