pbien.jaws-第17章
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〃What do you want to do with Ben's boat?〃
〃We'll leave it here till tomorrow。 Then we'll have someone e get it。〃
〃I'll drive it back if you want。〃
〃And leave me to drive the other one? Forget it。〃
〃We could tow one of them in。〃
〃No。 It's getting dark; and I don't want to have to fool around trying to dock two boats in the dark。 This boat'll be all right overnight。 Just go check the anchor up front and make sure it' s secure。 Then let's go。 No one's going to need this boat before tomorrow。。。 especially not Ben Gardner。〃
They arrived at the dock in late twilight。 Harry Meadows and another man; unknown to Brody; were waiting for them。 〃You sure have good antenna; Harry;〃 Brody said as he climbed the ladder onto the dock。
Meadows smiled; flattered。 〃That's my trade; Martin。〃 He gestured toward the man beside him。 〃This is Matt Hooper; Chief Brody。〃
The two men shook hands。 〃You're the fellow from Woods Hole;〃 Brody said; trying to get a good look at him in the fading light。 He was young … mid…twenties; Brody thought … and handsome: tanned; hair bleached by the sun。 He was about as tall as Brody; an inch over six feet; but leaner: Brody guessed 170 pounds; pared to his own 200。 A mental reflex scanned Hooper for possible threat。 Then; with what Brody recognized as juvenile pride; he determined that if it ever came to a face…off; he could take Hooper。 Experience would make the difference。
〃That's right;〃 said Hooper。
〃Harry's been tapping your brain long…distance;〃 Brody said。 〃How e you're here?〃
Meadows said; 〃I called him。 I thought he might be able to figure out what's going on。〃
〃Shit; Harry; all you had to do was ask me;〃 said Brody。 〃I could have told you。
You see; there's this fish out there; and。。。 〃
〃You know what I mean。〃
Brody sensed his own resentment at the intrusion; the plication that Hooper's expertise was bound to add; the implicit division of authority that Hooper's arrival had created。 And he recognized the resentment as stupid。 〃Sure; Harry;〃 he said。 〃No problem。 It's just been a long day。〃
〃What did you find out there?〃 Meadows asked。
Brody started to reach in his pocket for the tooth; but he stopped。 He didn't want to go through it all; standing on a dock in near darkness。 〃I'm not sure;〃 he said。 〃e on back to the station and I'll fill you in。〃
〃Is Ben going to stay out there all night?〃
〃It looks that way; Harry。〃 Brody turned to Hendricks; who had finished tying up the boat。 〃You going home; Leonard?〃
〃Yeah。 I want to clean up before I go to work。〃
Brody arrived at police headquarters before Meadows and Hooper。 It was almost eight o'clock。 He had two phone calls to make … to Ellen; to see if the dinner leftovers could be reheated or if he should pick up something on the way home; and; the call he dreaded; to Sally Gardner。 He called Ellen first: pot roast。 It could be reheated。 It might taste like a sneaker; but it would be warm。 He hung up; checked the phone book for the Gardner number; and dialed it。
〃Sally? This is Martin Brody。〃 Suddenly he regretted having called without thinking the call through。 How much should he tell her? Not much; he decided; at least not until he had had a chance to check with Hooper to see if his theory was plausible or absurd。
〃Where's Ben; Martin?〃 The voice was calm; but pitched slightly higher than Brody remembered as normal。
〃I don't know; Sally。〃
〃What do you mean; you don't know? You went out there; didn't you?〃
〃Yes。 He wasn't on the boat。〃
〃But the boat was there。〃
〃The boat was there。〃
〃You went on board? You looked all over it? Even below?〃
〃Yes。〃 Then a tiny hope。 〃Ben didn't carry a dinghy; did he?〃
〃No。 How could he not be there?〃 The voice was shriller now。
〃I。。。 〃
〃Where is he?〃
Brody caught the tone of incipient hysteria。 He wished he had gone to the house in person。 〃Are you alone; Sally?〃
〃No。 The kids are here。〃 She seemed calmer; but Brody was sure the calm was a lull before the burst of grief that would e when she realized that the fears with which she had lived every day for the sixteen years Ben had been fishing professionally … closet fears shoved into mental recesses and never uttered because they would seem ridiculous … had e true。
Brody dug at his memory for the ages of the Gardner children。 Twelve; maybe; then nine; then about six。 What kind of kid was the twelve…year…old? He didn't know。
Who was the nearest neighbor? Shit。 Why didn't he think of this before? The Finleys。
〃Just a second; Sally。〃 He called to the officer at the front desk。 〃Clements; call Grace Finley and tell her to get her ass over to Sally Gardner's house right now。〃
〃Suppose she asks why。〃
〃Just tell her I said to go。 Tell her I'll explain later。〃 He turned back to the phone。
〃I'm sorry; Sally。 All I can tell you for sure is that we went out to where Ben's boat is anchored。 We went on board and Ben wasn't there。 We looked all around; downstairs and everything。〃
Meadows and Hooper walked into Brody's office。 He motioned them to chairs。
〃But where could he be?〃 said Sally Gardner。 〃You don't just get off a boat in the middle of the ocean。〃
〃No。〃
〃And he couldn't have fallen overboard。 I mean; he could have; but he'd get right back in again。〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Maybe someone came and took him off in another boat。 Maybe the engine wouldn't start and he had to ride with someone else。 Did you check the engine?〃
〃No;〃 Brody said; embarrassed。
〃That's probably it; then。〃 The voice was subtly lighter; almost girlish; coated with a veneer of hope that; when it broke; would shatter like iced crystal。 〃And if the battery was dead; that would explain why he couldn't call on the radio。〃
〃The radio was working; Sally。〃
〃Wait a minute。 Who's there? Oh; it's you。〃 There was a pause。 Brody heard Sally talking to Grace Finley。 Then Sally came back on the line。 〃Grace says you told her to e over here。 Why?〃
〃I thought …〃
〃You think he's dead; don't you? You think he drowned。〃 The veneer shattered; and she began to sob。
〃I'm afraid so; Sally。 That's all we can think at the moment。 Let me talk to Grace for a minute; will you please?〃
A couple of seconds later; the voice of Grace Finley said; 〃Yes; Martin?〃
〃I'm sorry to do this to you; but I couldn't think of anything else。 Can you stay with her for a while?〃
〃All night。 I will。〃
〃That might be a good idea。 I'll try to get over later on。 Thanks。〃
〃What happened; Martin?〃
〃We don't know for sure。〃
〃Is it that。。。 thing again?〃
〃Maybe。 That's what we're trying to figure out。 But do me a favor; Grace。 Don't say anything about a shark to Sally。 It's bad enough as it is。〃
〃All right; Martin。 Wait。 Wait a minute。〃 She covered the mouthpiece of the phone with her hand; and Brody heard some muffled conversation。 Then Sally Gardner came on the line。
〃Why did you do it; Martin?〃
〃Do what?〃 Apparently; Grace Finley tried to take the phone from her hand; for Brody heard Sally say; 〃Let me speak; damn you!〃 Then she said to him; 〃Why did you send him? Why Ben?〃 Her voice wasn't particularly loud; but she spoke with an intensity that struck Brody as hard as if she were yelling。
〃Sally; you're …〃 〃This didn't have to happen!〃 she said。 〃You could have stopped it。〃 Brody wanted to hang up。 He didn't want a repetition of the scene with the Kintner boy's mother。
But he had to defend himself。 She had to know that it wasn't his fault。 How could she blame him? He said; 〃Crap! Ben was a fisherman; a good one。 He knew the risks。〃
〃If you hadn't …〃
〃Stop it; Sally!〃 Brody let himself stamp on her words。 〃Try to get some rest。〃
He hung up the phone。 He was furious; but his fury was confused。 He was angry at Sally Gardner for accusing him; and angry at himself for being angry at her。 If; she had said。
If what? If he had not sent Ben。 Sure。