The Hanged Man’s Song
The Hanged Man’s Song
“I’d never heard that out-of-control note in LuEllen’s voice before, and it was deeply disturbing, the kind of disturbing you get when you think your heart has just stopped.
Besides, this didn’t happen. We didn’t get caught. We were too good.
Not counting what she described as youthful experimentation at local department stores, LuEllen had been a professional thief for fifteen years, had worked five or six times a year during that time, sixty or seventy jobs, without ever taking a fall.... She’d never been fingerprinted, and had been photographed only once, as far as we knew, and that was by me. I’d never been suspected-not by the cops, anyway. We’d managed to live outside the system, invisible.
Now they had her. Or somebody did. I didn’t know who Krause had gotten cranked up, but it had to be one of the intelligence agencies-I doubted he’d risk the FBI, where his control would be limited. Anyway, LuEllen was no longer invisible.MoreLess
Besides, this didn’t happen. We didn’t get caught. We were too good.
Not counting what she described as youthful experimentation at local department stores, LuEllen had been a professional thief for fifteen years, had worked five or six times a year during that time, sixty or seventy jobs, without ever taking a fall.... She’d never been fingerprinted, and had been photographed only once, as far as we knew, and that was by me. I’d never been suspected-not by the cops, anyway. We’d managed to live outside the system, invisible.
Now they had her. Or somebody did. I didn’t know who Krause had gotten cranked up, but it had to be one of the intelligence agencies-I doubted he’d risk the FBI, where his control would be limited. Anyway, LuEllen was no longer invisible.MoreLess
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